Last night I rode gravy train in Aubuchon Hall. Well at least I was able to finish that bottle of Barcadi. So this week I found out that my friend Tessa has never ever eaten Ramen Noodles. What a deprived life she must be living. So of course we invite her to pop that cherry and experience the sodium filled joy that is Ramen Noodles. Well of course she ridicules Phil for buying a “fake” brand of Ramen. Who cares if the package is in french, it cost next to nothing. Phil wrote a song describing Tessa’s wonderful time with Ramen Noodles. In other news I had Tour Guide training today. That was cool. I am looking forward Falcon Fest and my new Dave Matthews CD.
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