I am reporting straight from Austin, Texas. I am having a ball. We are little kids in a candy store. We have been stifled for so long in a boring small town with nothing to do and have been released in heaven. Our friends want to smack us each time we say, “hehehe, we’re in Austin” or “God, I love this town”.

We have:
Partied on Sixth Street
Ate at Kerbey Lane at 3 A.M.
Spent an entire afternoon and evening at Hula Hut.
Watched fireworks from Hula Hut’s deck.
Partied on Sixth and then Fifth Street.
Drank to excess with a Canadian.
Walked the strip.
Shopped at the Apple store on campus and at the Co-op.
Ate at What-a-burger.
Watched Transformers.
Geeked out together on a twin-sized bed with our respective laptops.
Got bit by 3,347 mosquitos.
Got a job (back home).

Still on the agenda is:
Eat at Shady Grove.
Obtain tee from Shady Grove.
Party on Fourth through Sixth Street.
Perhaps check out Barton Springs.
Thrifting.
Live music at some point.
Sleep in more days.
Take more photos.

Suck in all the culture possible. And hey, we love this town. Hehehehe . . . we are in Austin.

And I have a J.O.B.