It's so much easier to just go out and get piss-freakin' drunk at school. It's so hard here! First you have to gather a few people on a weekend, and those people have to not be working the next day. You have to find a bar or club that doesn't suck, and GET there.

ARGH! I just wanted to go out and drink myself retarded tonight! I don't know exactly why, but I think it has something to do with not drinking since after finals. Not that my night was a waste...don't think that...but we went to the fair at Nassau Coliseum. No booze.

But we got to see a cow with six legs. Really. It looked very unhappy. There was a goat there that I swear was crying, which is a horrible sound. I wanted to leave that place very quickly. I got to stand in front of the Zipper and wish I could still stomach those rides without something for motion sickness. I LOVED the Zipper. I would force someone to go on it with me every time I saw it. I raved about what a cool ride it was for a full minute before we moved on.

For those of you who don't know, the Zipper is a ride. Imagine this...a little two person cage, which can spin freely heads over feet. The cage is attached to a moving track which rotates around a large oblong frame. Then the entire frame is on a axis which spins it at it's center, end over end. The whole thing gets going and it's not so bad if the cage isn't spinning, but if you rock it just right you can get so your momentum whips you end over end every time your little cage comes to the ends of the oblong, which can be very very cool if it happens to be as that end of the frame is dropping.

Ah...there are few words to describe the genius of it. I love the Zipper. I will go on it again, when I am prepared with motion sickness medicine. The Pill has ruined my iron stomach. I do not wish to barf on the Zipper. Actually, I just don't want to barf at all.

Go figure.