sechan19 | In Which I Fail At Footwear and Triumph At Hula.

So, I underwent yet another shoe crisis this afternoon. I stubbed my toe on a bit of uneven sidewalk and tore my crocs. Consequently, I developed painful new blisters on the tops of my feet.

Joy.

However, there was a department party this evening--a birthday party, in fact--and that totally rocked. I taught a whole group of my peers the basic hula step, played balloon ball, watched crazy youtube clips, drank rumtastiques, conversated, did the twist, and presided over a number of bubble duels.

I was also rather free with my thunder.

I can safely say that I am a member of the sexiest department on campus, and, with plans in the works to establish myself as a founder of one of the world's foremost death metal Motown groups, I think that my illustrious future is fairly assured at this point.

Heh.