It’s the eve of my 21st and the festivities have already started.  The Roggow’s bought me two shots called “Goldshlager” and they were quite tasty.   They tasted like red-hots, and there were shards of ACTUAL GOLD in them.  Hilarious.  Other than that I had two half pints of cider-black and an Archer’s.  why am I telling you this?  I don’t know.  I’m not a very good drinker.  The reason we went out tonight is because a lot of people will be gone tomorrow night.  I’m kind of relieved that the festivities are over, but tomorrow we’ll be going to Fitz cafe for real and getting some Mars Bars toasties.  Heck yes.

This evening Cyndy and Tutor Mosemann took me out to dinner to the Boathouse.  I got some very lovely lasagne and we engaged in some very lovely conversation.  I’m going to miss both of them very much and I’m happy that Tutor Mosemann will be Dean at Ft. Wayne next year because that automatically equals a road trip.  Plus, perhaps we can convince preceptor and Cyndy and Tutor Humann and the whoever else to come at some point and hang out.  That’d be a ton of fun.

This morning was my last greek lesson.  It was just Cyndy, Preceptor and I because Jenna and Courtney are in Paris right now.  I almost cried.  In fact, I may have, but I contained it very well.  I have loved Greek with Preceptor so much this semester.  |I’ve begun to learn a language that I never  anticipated learning, and am doing a fairly decent job.  I’m looking forward to keeping it up, but I’m fairly certain that Greek at Concordia can’t compare with Greek at Westfield House.  And that’s that.

I guess I don’t have a lot more to say tonight.  I’ll have more tomorrow I suppose..

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