So a priest, a cop, and mediation students walked into a bar...

No the title isn't the start of a joke; rather something that happened to me on Saturday. I had class on Saturday from 10-5..yes it sucks, and it means we have to go out to eat during the hour the profs give us. So our prof had made reservations for a restaurant near the Catholic University where are classes are at. At noon 8 other students and I, go to the restaurant (w/o the prof) and see a table set up for 9, perfect, he made the reservation. We go sit down, are about ready to order, when a group of Catholic priests from the University come in and say that the table is in fact theirs.

They said someone had made a reservation for them and that we should let them have it because they only had an hour to eat. We said we only had an hour, but we would find another table and began to get up to let them sit down. At that point the server intervened and said that we were to say and the Priests would have to wait. Apparently they didn't like this and the CATHOLIC PRIESTS tried to call the police because they didn't have a table at the restaurant. It was yet another Costanza moment in my life. Catholic priests calling the police becuase of a mix-up in reservations at a bar/restaurant that is decent at best.

Curly Canadian (CC) news:

So the Canadian came calling again and of course I went out with her. CC and I went to a movie on two different nights and one night to 3 different bars. At the movies she always has her arms crossed and seems really closed off, she drink a lot, leaves early, and still drops names like how she partied with Leonardo DiCaprio or Clive Owen. I was going to go in for a kiss but after each night out she quickly does the half ass bisou before we leave, leaving me with no chance. Yet I still keep going out with her. Plus each time it is her calling me asking me to go out with her. I don't know what I am going to do when she calls this week. We will see...

MSC.

So the other day in class I had Mr. Monopoly teaching. He looked exactly like the Monopoly guy only without the top hat and monocle. It was incredible. I really wanted him to either say, "don't pass go, don't collect $200," or pull out a sac of money.

Worst line to end a movie:

Black Dahlia: "Please come inside." (yes they were going for the double entendre)