Today was Green Lumberjack Tuesday, and also pizza day. Local band Scud Missile performed in the cafeteria, and from what I understand it was a real "hootnanny." Of course, I missed it all, being attacked by an unusually voracious strain of allergies, but my spirit was most definitely with those fine young men and women who dressed up in the name of Awareness. I did eat an avocado today, which is green, so in some sense the contribution was there, as well.
However, that's all in the past. Tomorrow is the Hippy Flowerchild Rollerskating Extravaganza Bonanza, in which we all dress up in "far-out" vintage costumes and then go rollerskating after class. It promises to be cool, but filled with flower power, like the Mario Brothers.
But this sets a dilemma in front of me: I don't have any "cool" vintage outfits. All I have are t-shirts and jeans, and they're great, but they don't make me look like I've protested anything lately. They're not even ratty and old, where I could look super-authentic; they're just vaguely faded like every pair of clothes gets when you've had it for six or eight months. This won't deter me from having a good time, however; it's just kind of a bummer. But I do look forward to seeing everybody else with flowers in their hair, flowers everywhere, and to skating the night away until 9:30 or 10:00 at night.
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