A Day in the Life of the Omega Trifecta....

So, my friends came up to visit me at Princeton this Monday. I work up here for a greater portion of the summer so I have been insisting that people come visit and chill as I relive my days of undergrad. (WesTech, holler if you hear me.)Plus, I had exhausted some non-renewables and I need to go green, if you know what I mean.

Either way they arrive around 10:00 pm. Everything is going pretty smoothly, I ride with them to parking lot and we walk back to the dorm. Its like a ten minute walk and they are dying, but it's walks like these that have contributed to my summer body... I am in the house, oooowwww.

Back to the situation at hand. We have wheel of fortune but I do not have a television, it is an interactive game. My friend and I attempt to start it on several occassions, after I swipe and television from my office, it's not working. Fine. She goes to the bathroom and my other friend pulls out a bottle of juice she had in her bag. We are thinking the drink is already mixed and he drinks the majority of it. When she returns, we find out it was the mixer, now we have nothing to drink the gin with, which is ok (Hendrick's is smooth). It isn t that necessary and we had beers, and it is late, so we are just going to chill and populate the ozone. We do. I almost choked like three times.

Enter Centipede one, closely followed/ chased by Centipede two. At first my female friend and I scream, I do not have my glasses on so I am just responding to the objects quickly moving across the ledge (this is my excuse for acting like a bitch). My friend and I are trying to find a sneaker and hand our friend his sneaker so he can fulfill his gender role and kill it. It took him like FIVE minutes of strategizing to finally make a move. He misses, strikes twice more and Centipede one is dead. Centipede two, after having been startled by the presence of humans, ventures back out. My female friend and I are mandating our friend kill it. We had just resumed our places and were discussing if centipedes can sense if one has died; to be rudely interrupted by the reemergence. Centipede two, then lifts up the carcass of the deceased and carries it for a way and stops. We are like this is some crazy animal kingdom politics, now we are intrigued, asking ourselves and each other what was going on.

It was eating it!

We were like, oh no!

So my, female friend is up close and investigating. She is a teacher so it made sense. She was taking pictures with her digital camera trying to make out the imagery. Urging us to come closer, our other friend and myself were like, nah, Centipede two is spitting out the legs of Centipede one. We were good right where we were. We are saying just kill it; he is not moving; he is eating; this is the perfect time. Our friend is frozen, honestly he is afraid of centipedes. You can not be serious. Finally after TEN minutes he kills the newly fed centipede and we resume our derelict activities, including inhalation, to calm down.

We get hungry and motivate towards the store. My friend puts cuticle cream on her lips, wondering why it was not like the Burt's Bee's she owned. I had to break the news to her forcing us to run to the bathroom as to not have an accident. We get outside and my friend thought the sidewalk was extremely high, and inquired how we were going to get down, she was wearing sunglasses, it was 11:30pm. We get to the store. I promptly buy a sausage and as soon as I get my receipt I begin to eat it, because I obvioulsy have tons of class. We end up with $25 worth of snacks (I wonder how we worked up such an appetite).

We get back and decide to play UNO. During the game a warm breeze flows through the room, feeling slightly paranormal. I reason that the air conditioner was on energy save and must have started up again causing the warm gust of air. We need no surprises. We retire from UNO and play Wheel of Fortune that our male friend got to work after I had attempted multiple times. We play a couple of rounds and I got my ass kicked so I retired to bed.

It was great.

All the while the rest of my job is outside performing a community building activity, bonding, crying and sharing.