Thursday/Night

Yesterday, I woke up way too early again to eat breakfast, and then sat around and waited for class to start. We got there about ten minutes early, and our professor Jim was in the classroom playing guitar by himself, and we didn't want to bother him, so we waited the ten minutes and then went in. We spent the class period writing a horror scene as a group, the one about the two roommates who think their third roommate is a serial killer, and then finished around noon. After lunch, I watched a ridiculously awesome episode of Greek, then napped until about five. Me and Andy, a guy in my class, went outside to play with the Vortex (I know it might be weird to imagine me playing with any sort of sports device, even if it is made by Nerf, but the Vortex whistles when you throw it, and that's fucking awesome). Afterwards, my whole writing class went out to dinner (the acting kids had to stay in and rehearse). Bri, in our class, had heard about some good restaurant for American tourists, and it was actually really great. There's a bus strike going on, so we split two taxis, and there was a half hour wait where they kept bringing us unlimited wine and cheese. 

Once we were seated, they opened a bottle of wine without asking, and when I say bottle, I mean gigantic fucking jug of wine. Then they brought us antipasta (or whoever you would spell that) without asking, and we realized it's the kind of place where they're just going to keep feeding us without asking us what we want. So, we had that, a bunch of weird meat things that I can't explain but were really good, then a shit ton of pasta, then they wanted to bring us steak but we were too full, so they brought us desert instead, along with two other types of wine. We expected the bill to come out to at least fifty euros a person, but apparently the way it works is they just tally it up after we finish, so the manager comes over, looks the table up and down, shrugs, and says "twenty euros each." We're not sure if he overcharged us or undercharged us, but the food was really good and we ate an incredible amount of it, so that actually worked out really well. Then we came back, and I promptly passed the fuck out.