Ooh, brendas dinner sounds yum, though I find the idea of pierogies with elotes dulling a little freaky to my brain. I had outback steakhouse. Small steak, broccoli, sweet potato. And their crack-filled bread. Nom. Love that bread.

Am in hotel, where I wad moved to the newer of the two towers, for the first time. Old one is very old school, heavy wood furniture etc. New tower has animal prints...and the bed has a mirrored headboard. It's kinda freaking me out.

Supper was long ago, but fondly remembered: steamed spinach with butter, cottage cheese, shredded extra-sharp cheddar and grated rom-asiago-parm, with rosemary lemon pepper chicken breasts braised in olive oil and water, the pan deglazed, rice flour, cream, rosemary and pepper added to make a cream gravy over the chicken and over steamed rice. Fresh cherries for dessert. Nom.

Thanks for the support in my drunken situation, hah!!

I was actually basically fine when I woke up this morning. Not the top of my game or anything, but I made it to class on time. Judging at how few other people made it to class on time, I think I did well.

But yeah, last night was interesting. I actually wasn't as difficult as I assumed it would be to speak Chinese while drunk! (usually if I'm out drinking I'm with other people who speak English). So I was proud of that. But then my mom called and was like ".... you're drunk on a Monday?" so that was less fun. But she just laughed and told me to go to sleep; she's cool that way. =)

HOLY FUCKING CRAP, ALPS!

HOLY FUCKING CRAP, ITALY!

HOLY FUCKING CRAP, VENICE!

HOLY FUCKING CRAP, I'M TIRED! I HAVEN'T SLEPT SINCE 3:30 am BOARD TIME, AND IT'S NOON ON TUESDAY!

Pictures will have to wait until I get back, as I did not bring my laptop.

Hooray for Italy! I love Venice! Eat gelato for every meal!

I'd feel bad for you, Sean, except for the ALPS and ITALY parts of your ASSCAPS FEST. May the jet lag not mess you up so badly you cannot enjoy being there.

Have some espresso!!! I got NO pity!

Ugh, Juliebird, that sounds like so much not fun.

Morning, bitches! I up at 6:46 am. How is it people do not eat their young?

Oh, yeah, they are kinda cute.

Wow, Italy is pretty profane!

I always suspected it was so.

Sean, are there people zipping by on Vespas, going "Ciao!"?

Yay, Sean! (Hint: When you leave Venice, try to get the earliest departure time possible. Yes, you have to get up at obscene-o'clock a.m., but there's nothing -- and I mean NOTHING -- like a water taxi ride through Venice in the pre-dawn hours, when only the ghosts are up.