Haircuts and Study Breaks

My hair has been long-ish for a while.  This is all well and good, but I have been occasionally annoyed by how often it gets in my eyes and, oh yes, how it inspires people to compare me to Harry Potter.  So on Wednesday, as a study break (because all I need are more study breaks), Davia took me up to U Street to the girl who cuts her hair and who just got a job a salon which caters to the lawyers and such on Capitol Hill.  She spent about an hour on my hair in an attempt to make me look professional and decidedly anti-Potter.  I am pleased with the results.  

I have since walked past about six of my classmates, none of who recognized me.  I'm a chameleon.

Wednesday night, Ben L was kind enough to invite me on a Mandate to share with him a groupon for a bourbon tasting.  Bourbon tasting?  Sounded like a good study break to me.  And we know I need more study breaks.  

It was very fancy. (And for Ben, it was Suit Wednesday.  Before you ask: yes, every Wednesday.)

After sampling three different bottles from the same distillery, we got to pick our favorite to be put into a cocktail.  I got a Manhattan made with Evan Williams 1783.  I do not normally like Manhattans, but it was excellent. 

When we got back we decided we needed a study break (we did not) so we watched the original movie version of Arthur... which I was surprised to find is a really good movie.  Yay early 80's.  

Thursday I tried to study a bit and I went to a study session for Civil Procedure which seemed to do nothing but terrify us all.  If I felt good at all about Contracts, all that good feeling has now gone away.

Then I went out to Rosslyn to meet up with Greg C, an old friend from Burlington and quite possibly the only person from my elementary school class I ever talk to.  We went to a barbecue place because we wanted to highlight our distinctive southerner tendencies.   I forget what the place was called, but it was actually very good.  The waitress asked us if we worked for the State Department, because "you look like guys who would work for the State Department." Wasn't sure what to make of that.  Had a great time with Greg, though.  

When I came back Ben and Davia called me down to the lounge for a study break (like I needed it) and I proceeded to play many games of ping pong and one very long game of Monopoly.  In what everyone thought was a hilariously ironic moment, I had to sell off four houses each on Boardwalk and Park Place (where no one had ever landed over the course of fifty+ turns) to pay off a debt to Ben, only to watch people land on Boardwalk the next two turns.  It was a bitter, bitter $100 that I collected from each of them.  Then they refused to take my money after I landed on their monopolies because I looked so dejected.  It was not my finest game.