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The end approacheth

Earlier in the week, the ESLP students made a pact that Friday night would be spent “together,” as it’s their last night in the States. No other plans than that. Well, it’s 11:30pm on Friday, and this is boring as hell. Everyone’s here in the dorms, and it’s by far the quietest night I’ve ever spent with these guys! Everyone is packing and hugging and getting each other to write in notebooks which they pass around. Totally lame.

Today I went to a local beer distributor and picked up a couple cases of the good stuff for the big party tomorrow (after the kids are gone, you’ll notice). I had the wherewithal and magnanimity to purchase a case of Yuengling specifically for these guys, as it was our last night together, and I thought it would be nice to down a couple American—and Pennsylvanian, at that—beers with the lot of them. But the way this evening is shaping up, I might just drag the case over to Jim’s place and kill it there. Sure beats getting hugged by one more teary-eyed European girl.

Maybe I’ll take this opportunity to stir up some fun, sow some seeds of discontent. I’ve got about a thousand iterations of your-mom jokes which need to be unleashed. Here goes nothing.