Today in class, the randomest thing: a guy walks up to me and says, "Were you in a commercial with a singing hot dog?" Um, no. 
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(4) Mon Feb 02 2004 21:35:
It's not raining. It's POURING! In the five minutes it took to walk from Bunche to Cafe Roma, I (and my suede jacket) got soaked to the bone. On the brighter side, despite the rain, people actually came to my cafe night! 2 people who aren't on the IISA board, my roommate, or friends of my roommate! A huge success, especially for a first time. I got to spread my HP knowledge, which makes up for that fact that my hair was a frizz ball. I came home and stood under the scalding water until I turned red. It's lucky we got a ride--I doubt we'd have survived the walk home. Probably end up drowned in an overflowed gutter or swept all the way down Wilshire on a huge tidal wave. Next week we are hoping to get the diplomat in residence to come.