The freshmen are coming

Another fun-filled few hours with Joey took place today at CUSTOMS, our lovely institution's incredibly cheesy freshmen orientation that we newspaper employees are forced to attend to fill their young minds with dreams of slaving away on Quark until 8 p.m. three times a week. Marie was there, too, so at least our table was overrun with fun people to sit by during the ordeal.

I'm off work Friday, and I say "off work" to imply "not supposed to work" because I will inevitably be called in, which on the plus side means time and a half and on the minus side I am reminded that time and a half is still far less than what I am worth.

Two nights ago I got an interesting phone call circa 2 a.m. from Cadence. He left me a really funny message, which I actually didn't get until the next day because I just immediately called him back. Define weird: Cadence calling me to ask the last time I contacted either Nick (ex something) or Sarah (Nick's wife). Let's open that wound up a little more so we can fit some more salt in it. I just love it when people I love call me at all hours of the night for what seems to be no apparent reason other than to ask me about other people I love. Ain't life grand?

Quote of the Day: "There is no way in hell I'm gonna believe that you're asleep. Decent people are still awake at this hour." - Cadence, on my cell phone voice mail. And yes, for the inquiring minds out there, I was awake.