Viva La Revolution!
Today, I am wearing khakis, burgandy t-shirt and brown mules.Let me tell you about the guy that got shot. Apparently, a couple of weeks ago a former MU football player was at a party in Jefferson City. Shots were fired and one ended up in his head-through the drivers' side window of his truck. When I saw this on the news, his last name sounded familiar because its the personalized plate on a truck from my parking lot. Then I saw video of the truck and sure enough, this guy lives in my apartment complex!
This weekend I was busy and didn't get any studying done. Saturday, we had the milk a cow booth. At 8:30am, it was going to be a beautiful day. But when we got there it kindof started to sprinkle and get cold. Anyway, we didn't make to terribly much money (but definitly more than sitting in front of Wal-Mart or PetCo) but we figured that we provided a service in showing people cows and better represented our class than just begging for money. So screw those naysayers. Viva la revolution. It was joked around that Monday (today) they would come in with signs that said 'Leslie For Treasurer', which I protest. Then fundraising chair, which I also protest. But honestly, I did more than ANY of our officers. So I thank those that worked this and supported this fundraiser. Fuck the rest of the class.
Then I drove home after a nap because I spent Friday night waiting for a cow to calve. Which she didn't until everyone went home. Sunday, we went to Illinois for a CSPA meeting. I was reelected to my board (bored) position. Ugh.
[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 10/24/11]
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