Downstairs Shabbat
Slept through Crim yesterday because I really didn't feel like getting out of bed. Gotta get my sleep schedule back to normal. Did some organizing when I finally got up and ate some stir fry from last night. It was pretty good. Went to Reg State running late and after about 10 minutes I was playing online spades. That class is just terrible. Stayed after class to finish my game and then shmoozed with a couple classmates. Went for salad at Hamilton's Deli with one since we were hungry. Ate our salads and discussed life outside Drapkin lounge. I walked her home since she lives in Lenfest and I wanted to visit another friend there who is still under the weather. Turned out she wasn't there after all so I went home to get ready for shabbat. Got a little cold on the walk back. Temperatures are still in the teens. Dropped off my school stuff and dressed up then walked to the Kraft Center for Koach services. Pretty much the usual. Did the meet and greet thing afterwards with my friends during kiddush and walked with one back to my building since we were both going to the same dinner in the apartment under mine. On the way out of the building I got a flurry of calls all at the same time from law students wanting me to go to bar review/wondering who else was going. It never rains but it pours. Of course I couldn't go since I already had dinner plans, but I don't even see the point. Why pay $15 for an open bar when we get one free 3-4 nights a week already? I'm not that big an alcoholic yet. The dinner was about half law students and half undergrads. Nice people. Good food. Argued about Judaism for a couple hours with two of the orthodox law students (law students like to argue about anything). We obviously had very different views and backgrounds so it was interesting though we didn't get too far ultimately. Those sorts of conversations never really go anywhere. We went through two cases of beer I think, and three or four bottles of wine. I can't take credit of course, after kiddush I just drank water. I figure I drink enough during the week now that weekends should be break time. It's funny, I do my partying during the week and my studying on the weekend, there's something fishy about that. Turns out there is a big dance fundraiser for some AIDS non-profit today through tomorrow so I'm going to make an attempt to stop by and cheer on a friend. The dancing goes for 28 hours straight. Pretty hardcore.
