Nicole came and visited me last night. We went to eat at Gringo's and both had daiquiris--first time I ordered a drink in a restaurant, very exciting! Then we ate so much I thought I was going to throw up. So naturally, we went to Whitey's and got not one, but TWO scoops of ice cream. I couldn't finish mine, but even so I was wishing I would throw up just so I would feel better. Ugh! Never eating again! It has now been 19 hours, and I'm still full!!

Yesterday was my future roomie Ashley's birthday, the big 2-1. So we went over there to open presents and then went to the Q bar. It was PACKED!! Let's review. It was the MONDAY night of FINALS. What are all these people doing out? Anyway, it was so crowed that it wasn't really any fun, so we left after about 20 minutes. Come to think of it, it was a lot like my 21st birthday ...

Happy birthday to Tara ...