Big Papi in the House!

I had my interview with Northwestern on Friday. Luckily I did not have the urge to itch my armpit this time. But the T was really hot, so my pants were stuck to my ass. I can never win. Anyway, the interview went pretty well. The guy posed some pretty hard questions, but I thought we had a good connection. We talked for like an hour and a half, so that's a good sign right?

Friday night I went out to Saint for Julie's birthday. What, Julie's birthday was last month? Yeah, I know. I had a good time though. I danced in a circle with my girls, and we didn't get any sketchy guys trying to grope us. Then as we were dancing in our circle, a bouncer kind of pushes us 0ut of the way, and this big black guy wearing all red walks through and goes to the couch. Then two bouncers block the way to him. I'm like, "Who the heck is that?" Shilpa thought it was G-Unit because he was wearing a G-Unit cap. But it was David Ortiz!!! I was like 6 feet away from him too. Then when the DJ announced that Big Papi was there, all these loser guys start crowding the dance floor. No, not to dance, but to crowd around where Ortiz was and gawk. Dudes, at least act like you're dancing! Our group's prime real estate was eventually taken over by hoochies who were all dancing facing Ortiz like they were at a concert or something. I guess I can't really blame them. I wanted to take a picture on my camera phone (my friends stopped me).

There was crappy weather in Boston for the rest of the weekend. It's so cold here, you can see your breath! I didn't do much the rest of the weekend. I saw Corpse Bride on Saturday and on Sunday, I huddled in my freezing apartment with my space heater. This is going to be a long winter.