Look! It's Sunday again. That means that I'm up late writing another paper for expository writing. My plan was to write it early this time, but I opted for reading Shakespeare comedies, finally oranizing my room, and calling Karina instead. Although it's 2 a.m. and I am not done, I am taking a photo posting break. Right now, I don't feel tired and am loving this paper because a) it's a book review (reviews are my thing, you know) b) it's about David Boring (my favorite graphic novel of all time) c) I just drank 20 ounces of golden milk tea (minus the milk). This is by far my favorite photo from D.C. Rob looks good and Kato looks funny. This is Kato's daily "I'm thankful that I don't have a kid because look what I would have to do if I did" face. We had just seen a baby throw up on its mom, a girl throwing her sandals down the steps, and a grown woman wearing painfully high heels. All of this was enough to warrent the face of disgust. We were sitting on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, trying to gain the strength to make the trek back to the hotel while being thankful that we are not stupid enough, with our already sore feet, to have worn high heels with our jeans.  
- posted by Lyndsay @ 2:08 AM