So we went to the Bomber last night. It's the campus pub for those of you too lazy to click. It was a great night. It's that night when you seem to be reunited with everyone. It was a great time. There was a lot of grinding. I always seemed to be in the middle of it too.



I love nights like that. You are in this little bubble of happiness. It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks about you, you just keep on doing the things that make you happy. Even if that is smoking on the patio after they asked you to leave.