A is for Annika

I got to go to a party yesterday. It was a theme party. You had to go as something that started with the same letter that your first name starts with. Creative (but really!). So I went as... an annoying American. It was fun. Came very natural to me. I got to wear a hoodie and "sneans" (the dreaded jeans and sneakers combo) and carry around a camera and a map. My intent was to ask someone to consult the map with me whenever I moved to a different room in the house, but thankfully I forgot about that trick early on.

Also, I got to introduce beruit finally!! (Or beer pong to you non-Valpo goers.) It was great because kids would walk in the room and be intimidated by the beruit table, which is especially odd and as it is/was a staple of most Valpo parties and parties that Valpo alum still hold. But I did my part to bring culture to this corner of the world -- and they loved it.

The thesis shall not overcome. I am just under halfway done, so that's good news. I deserved a night off! ;)