i smell sex and kettlecorn here.

so last night, graham and i were starting to walk around the uch complex. as we near a window, in the dorms, on the bottom floor, i notice movement. as we walk closer, i finally realize what i'm seeing - people having sex! dear god, it must have been in their fit of young passion that they forgot to close the blinds (and windows!) and turn off the lights, especially on the bottom floor. needless to say, we only went on one lap, laughing all the way, but i still kinda wish they were wearing viking helmets (two birds with one stone, no?).

then, when we got back to his car, another one pulls up shortly after, out of which stumbles one slightly drunk passenger and sober driver. upon seeing graham, drunken girl wanders over with her inexplicably large bag of popcorn and says, "do you want some kettlecorn?"
her friend, trying to call her off to the apartment, provokes the girl to further say, "shut up, i'm trying to make friends." but then she left, just when we were getting to know her so well.