I apologize for the large gap in my upkeep of this blog. Friday through Sunday in Syracuse was whirlwind and amazing. Though I was very sad to leave, it felt like enough time. I managed to see most all the important people.
Friday was relaxed mostly. Had lunch with Erin, Sarah and Court during Court's lunch break. We went out to the Irish festival downtown. There were a lot of proudly Irish people celebrating the fact that we were halfway to St. Patrick's Day. Kids in Irish step outfits, men with giant walking sticks, live Celtic music, food, and of course wine and beer. We went to sushi after checking out Soundgarden. Erin and I tried the octopus. It was odd, very chewy, but at least there weren't any suckers on it. Lisa and Tuna finally arrived while we were watching Superbad and making this crazy brownie-cookie-cheesecake pie at around midnight.
Saturday we got up a little early to make it to the regional farmer's market. I got cheese curds, which I just remembered I left in the 2nd floor fridge. We had mini doughnuts, and there were more booths open then I've ever seen before. Tuna got her concord grapes and was very happy. I also ran into Terry, my sign language teacher, and her son Chris, which was great because she's amazing. We went to practice and were the old graduated Foxes. Then Lisa napped and we lay around and talked, read, watched a movie, before making Moose pasta for dinner (the leftovers which Sarah later put on top of a frozen pizza, and it was delicious). We went out to Alto Cinco, then to Vu's crazy German rave, and then Laura Graham's and Beth's. Later, we went back to Vu's and it had devolved into a country music fest so we didn't stay too long.
Sunday was beautiful. I slept in Erin's bed and woke up on my back feeling like I was lying in a large vat of cheesecake. I knew it was unreasonable, but that's where I thought I was. Ate some brunch, Tuna scared Ethan with a polar bear, and headed over to South Campus for Juice Jam. They wouldn't let me in with my 35mm camera because of the detachable lens, which was very sad, but Tuna let me use hers for a while. Tri-del tried to wave Tuna and I over as we walked through the tent of activities. Kelsey gave us lollipops/suckers, and Tuna threw sunflower seeds at Ethan. The ultimate table was randomly in the middle of the field with no tent. Ra Ra Riot was so much fun to watch and dance to. I bought one of their awesome t-shirts and Lisa and I split a cd so I had new music to listen to all day today on the way to Columbus. Ate delicious Alto Cinco and then went to Gannon's for pumpkin ice cream even though I was quite full already. Gannon's was the site of a large spectacle courtesy of us. We really should have had more time to laugh like that. The re-packing of all my things was slow. I kept forgetting things and getting frustrated with my lack of space. But I managed to get everything into the car, except for my coffee pot which I forgot of course. I said goodbye, only cried for about 3-5 minutes, and Tuna and I left. We arrived in Colden at about 10. Dana had made a fire outside for us, but my tardiness caused us to miss that.
Tuna and I kept having tired but semi-serious conversations, so the ride to Buffalo was lots of fun, but tearful.
Syracuse is home. And I will miss home. But I will be back. I have a new home waiting. And due to new fangled technology I talked with Erin and Neil today anyways. No getting rid of me loves, sorry.
" Drink tea, not coffee
Never eat toffy"
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