This weekend, I went to war with Mr. Murphy himself. It all started early Sunday morning when I spent hours waiting for the rain to subside to go home, and once I found a good gap in the storm to start going home, it starts pouring on me as I'm rushing home from West Campus. I get downstairs to find that my new room key won't open the basement suite. Sigh.From there, things got nicer. The trip home overnight was quick and painless, and mom really enjoyed her new iPod Shuffle for Mothers' Day. She's about to hugely get into using iTunes Music Store as to avoid buying a retail CD ever again. At Pei Wei they threw in some extra chicken by coincidence. While there, I ran into Ford, my old [warp] clanmate from many ages ago. The next day, I wasn't lucky enough to hang out with yet another Emily, who started celebrating her 21st plenty early in the day. But I was lucky enough as a result to stop by the BMW dealer since I noticed that the new 3-series had come in. My guy, John, took me out for a spin and I got to put it through a short run myself. Gearheads: read my review on Bimmerfest here. Right after that, he took me out in a Z4 (my first time driving one) and it was a *blast*. There's truly nothing like a roadster. It's thrilling, even on a cloudy day and there's a cop in your rear view mirror. I think that's where my luck ran out - I had to come back to Austin to start working on finals and all that nonsense. I'll be moving home on Tuesday, May 18th.
