Mom's weekend. Mom's weekend. Mom's weekend.
WSU was infested with moms. The joint was crawling with 'em! Carrying bright red bags from The Bookie [book store], the moms were huffin' and puffin' their way up the Pullman hills. And, in every nook and cranny, the moms were piling up. It was quite entertaining.

My mom and my sister had a chance to find out how I truly live my life everday over here at school. We walked around, ate at roto, walked some more, fought the wind, went to chemistry "class", walked some more, paid too much for coffee, and then walked some more in the pelting rain. At some point during the day, we had dinner. Luckily, I had my camera:

First, we were happy to be there and look as goof-ball as possible. We're good at that, look at us go.

Then, we ate. Fish and chips, and wine, and bread. Fine Italian dining out of a plastic basket.

I approve! And developed tremendous gas...

Did Darla and Debbie get gas too? No, that's just their attempts at making funny faces. As you can see, they are not as educated as I...

I really tried to liven up the joint -- But, apparently I'm the only one who thinks I'm funny. Oh well, they're just a bunch of losers anyway.

But, in the end, there was nothing but love...
Maybe some accusation and hatred, but after that - more love.

Oh, and a monkey! His name -- li'l Belvedere Focker.

Some other stuff happend too. Such as -
1. Movies and McCougs till mignight.
2. Snore-fest 2002 taking place last night in MY room... I'm never sleeping in the same room with those people ever again...






Slapped up here on 4/14/2002 01:59:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...