Food: It tastes better when it's free

It's totally true. Today, i was nourished solely on the provisions of others. And it was AWESOME. Senior "breakfast" was blintzes (sp?) from the Metchik house. Amazing little squares of cheese, egg goodness with jelly and sour cream. I ate far too many. And then cheesecake. After this artery clogging culinary spectacle, I also went to the Urinetown Cast party despite the dubious fact that I am not really a part of the cast. It was okay. Mainly because of the bread. T'was delicious despite the fact that I wasn't and am still not all that hungry. Andy's house is (as expected) large and expensive looking. Aside from the Santa Maria Barbecued ribs, I'm fairly sure all the food was lovely. Vegetarianism doesn't go over too well in Santa. Ahhhhh.... I'm partially satisfied. There are just a few odds and ends that drastically need tying up. In other news, I graduate in 5 effing days and I can't wait. Despite the fact that college is looking like about a 70% surety, I'd say, I still cannot wait for summer to be here. I'll be working, hanging out, practicing.... Yes. All very necessary things.
*completely unrelated*
I was driving home with Juliana and she was explaining a drama exercise that she had done with PCPA at a summer camp. She said that the purpose of the exercise was to "walk with purpose". The teachers instructed people to imagine their favorite places and walk with that image in one's head. I paused to think about this: I don't have a favorite place.
Interesting. I have lost this piece of mental real estate before it even came into existence. A few possibilities popped up such as: Downtown SLO, on stage, or Biddle park but, No. None of these are right. I think my favorite place to be is: asleep. which isn't really a place but, more of a state of being. And we come full circle; there is no place like home, there is no place like home.