in lieu of finishing my last two novels of this semester, I decided to go to the Roxy Theater with my friend Oona to watch two movies for a total of $2.50, yup that cheap. Oona needed a break from all her studying, and I figured what the hey, who needs to know the ending of those novels anyway? (well, actually I just figured I'd finish them tomorrow). We saw "Shark Tale", a very amusing animated movie, at which i laughed a plenty. And, "The Motorcycle Diaries" and excellent foregin film based on a true story - I highly recommend it.
When I got home, the house smelled suspiciously like satsuma oil... and when i sniffed a little deeper, a certain fishy smell emerged. My roomate Crystal and two classmates are holed up in her room reconstructing a fish scull (tuna?) which they had previously boiled down in the back yard on a bunson (sp?) burner(last week). I'm glad that I'm not in biology, and that my room is on the other side of the house from hers...