hungover and achieving very little. check out is at 10:30, its now 3:30 and i just got my deposit back. it was quite a night. i just about got into a fight with a bunch of americans for telling them they were ignorant. we all knew it had to happen sometime, lets just hope its an isolated incident. hell, stranger things have happened. i then discovered that the paper bag and its not illegal trick doesnt work, and a friendly officer (looking very sexy in black) was kind enough to pour my beer down the drain. just as well, i was hammered. don't really remember much last night but the resident icelandic boys tell me i was 'difficult'. me? never. getting picked up shortly to head out to petaluma, fun capital of california so im told. can't wait. i think i will definately have to come back to this state after camp. i didnt give it the attention (sobriety) it deserves. had my first round of american mcdonalds today. surprisingly tastes like australian mcdonalds. go figure.