In a misguided venture, we tried to go to the Girltalk concert. It was free and I was overly excited. However, shortly after arriving to this dry event, we discovered it was actually a pep rally for the class of 2013. Jeff found an extra large tshirt. Brian found a bus to the dorms. Somewhere in Charlottesville, Sutton found a homeless person to live in his Rugby Road house. At 10pm, LP, Nic, and I decided that we wanted to start the night over because we were all so cranky. I went out after Three, which was both the best and worst idea I've ever had. I woke up with an inappropriate text message from an NYC number I didn't recognize. It's good to be back again.
Miles left: 397
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