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May. 8th, 2003 12:35 amWe got into the tower! Wheee!
Lots of adventures tonight. Pezzers and I wandered around campus before ending up at the Whomping Willow, aka Upside-Down Tree, aka really cool twisty tree between Ransom and the chapel that isn't a willow, but has long, hanging, leafy branches that create this big hidden space with a lot of limbs that support the weight of college students up for a good bit. Not that I got up very high, 'cause I don't do heights, but Whitney, Chandra, and Ellen did. Stayed there for about an hour before Chandra and I decided that since it was Wednesday night, we should see if Peirce tower (which you get to from the newspaper office) was open. Lo and behold, it was!
There's about five levels above the newspaper, which you reach by a metal, spiral staircase. They were pretty much all small, empty storage rooms, except for the second level, which had old yearbooks scattered around and looking abandoned. Not many years there, but we stole one out of the stack of about ten 1982 books. Hehehe. Mankoff and my advisor looked funny. Mwahaha.
That was the excitement for the night, pretty much. We were gonna go back to the tree, but drunk guys took it over, so that was out.
And now I have to go to bed, so I can get up and study...sigh...
Lots of adventures tonight. Pezzers and I wandered around campus before ending up at the Whomping Willow, aka Upside-Down Tree, aka really cool twisty tree between Ransom and the chapel that isn't a willow, but has long, hanging, leafy branches that create this big hidden space with a lot of limbs that support the weight of college students up for a good bit. Not that I got up very high, 'cause I don't do heights, but Whitney, Chandra, and Ellen did. Stayed there for about an hour before Chandra and I decided that since it was Wednesday night, we should see if Peirce tower (which you get to from the newspaper office) was open. Lo and behold, it was!
There's about five levels above the newspaper, which you reach by a metal, spiral staircase. They were pretty much all small, empty storage rooms, except for the second level, which had old yearbooks scattered around and looking abandoned. Not many years there, but we stole one out of the stack of about ten 1982 books. Hehehe. Mankoff and my advisor looked funny. Mwahaha.
That was the excitement for the night, pretty much. We were gonna go back to the tree, but drunk guys took it over, so that was out.
And now I have to go to bed, so I can get up and study...sigh...
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