mor(0)m(ny)an

Well well well, what a week. Ron Paul got almost 10% in the Iowa straw poll! I'm not completely sure if that is good or bad news but I'm excited anyways. I got kicked out of a frat house!!! I'm in the frat too, yay! I'm about to move into a house with some random dudes, should be awesome. I missed the Mitt Romney speech at OU, but my friend went and said Mitt did a great job of persuading him not to vote for him. Can't win them all right? Mitt can buy them all though, it seems, though Hillary should be able to buy more votes. I'm homeless right now, living in Pauls Valley at my grandpa's. It's relaxing here. Hopefully school will bring more updates, even though it should make me busier, I should be more time organized.

DC-Boston

So, interesting week for me. Last Wednesday (or Thursday, can't remember) I woke up and called Southwest Airlines to see when there would be some flights to DC so I could visit Gregory. They told me there was one in 3 hours that most likely wouldn't be full ( I had free tickets from my step-grandmother who works for SW, but I can't reserve a seat, there just has to be space for me), so I packed my bags, paid my rent and headed up to OKC. I hoped on a plane which stopped in KC for a minute, then was off for Chicago where I had a three hour layover. Then it was to DC were Greg Moore met me with a shaved head, red face, and covered in paint. I stayed with him a couple of nights. We went to DC, where we met Ron Paul and walked around important buildings setting off metal detectors and peeking in the offices of congressmen (and congresswomen). Then we went to a concert with cake. We partied with beer his mom got us and ate sandwiches she made for us (she is a wonderful person). Then, Saturday I hoped on a train to Boston to meet Emily. I like it here. I got completely hammered/stoned and passed out on a couch in someone's room. I think it was one of the Irish girl's rooms, though there was no one there when I woke up, I don't know if anyone was there when I went to sleep. I forgot to mention how beautiful the train ride was. The train ride was beautiful. We went shopping yesterday. Looking at thousand dollar Burberry suits made me sad, but also encouraged me to work hard in school and shut. Today Emily was gone when I woke up, and since you can't get in or out of the Alpha Phi house without a girl to type in codes, I had to get up so her roommate could let me out. We went and got some bagels together, then she directed me to this bookstore/cafe where I am now. So here I am, in Boston, alone with no place to go. I might walk to the commons in a minute. I'm reading on the road right now and it seems extremely fitting, as does the Bob Dylan I can't stop listening. Anyways, time to finish my chai and then wonder around to soak it all in.