I've partied my weekend away and it's been awesome. I have never been to a house party like the one at Hannah's. The live band was like, OK GO meets the killers with a huge serving of humour. Wine was served along side conversations with people from El Salvador, Croatia, Romania and hot salsa dancing.

Now, I'm faced with the daunting task of presenting my paper on the relationship between The American Church and The Atomic Bomb. Oh sheesh. I am sick and tired of this academia. I think. I am ready to wander around in a haze of existance, suckling at the sweet flowers of possibility. Of course I know whom I would like to take with me.