Today ended up being a lot more interesting than it set out to be. Like a month ago, I had signed up to volunteer for the Hastings Admitted Students day to represent both KALSA and HIPCLS. It seemed exciting, mostly because it wasn't so long ago when that was me.

Anyway, I woke up early to start reading for Tuesday's Contracts class. I didn't actually manage to finish that by the time I had to go to the lunch mingling session. The food was good and I talked to a couple people and answered some of their questions about being in law school. That ended around 1:30. At 3, I went up to the SkyRoom for the end reception. I guess everyone was on their tours, so they didn't start trickling in until much later. I was kind of over it by that time, so I talked to a person or two to atone for all the strawberries I ate there and left.

I came back to Churro telling me over AIM that Lily Allen (singer, tabloid fodder, and one of the many individual who is constantly feuding with Perez Hilton) was hiding free tickets around San Francisco for the show she had tonight and was posting tips for her scavenger hunt on Twitter. She had done this in LA too. Think it's going to be a new thing of hers. I wanted to go to her show tonight, but I was kind of iffy about going. Of course, by the time I decided I wanted to go, tickets were sold out. She had put one pair of tickets at the Conservatory of the Flowers and the current one was at Pier 39. I knew that there was no way I was going to get from the Tenderloin to Pier 39, so I sulked.

I waited around for her to post the next clue and found out it was in the Westfield Mall on Market. It's about a 15-20 minute walk from here. When I found out, I ran out of my room and essentially sprinted to the mall. I'm sure I knocked over a few people on the way there. I think it took me less than 10 minutes to get there, though. Thanks to my handy iPhone, by the time I got to the mall, I knew that she was going to be at Borders. Unfortunately, while I was on the escalator that was too crowded to push through and where the stand on the right side apparently does not apply, I saw a group of dirty and smelly hipsters running towards Borders. Even though it turns out they weren't the ones who got the tickets, I knew at that point I was not going to be seing Lily Allen at the Warfield tonight.

I continued anyway and I managed to meet her. I was too sweaty and out of breath by that time to actually think of anything slightly clever to say, think of securing 15 minutes of ONTD fame by getting an ONTD sign, or think of getting an autograph. Instead, I got a picture with her on my iPhone and told her that I loved her new CD. She thanked me.



It was pretty cool. Also Perez Hilton is dumb because 1) she is TINY and not fat, 2) is not a mess, and 3) was very nice. Also, her last CD was amazing. A lot better than anything by Paris or Heidi...

Anyway, now that I was sufficiently sweaty and gross and had met Lily Allen, I stopped by Icebee for some frozen yogurt and walked back to the Tower to get work done.

Surprisingly after all of that I managed to muster enough energy for a short gym trip.

Night's been pretty low key other than that. Just have been reading and outlining.