Possibly in it’s 3rd year, Steve’s Solstice Salmagundi is coming up, this time not on a weekday, so maybe people will come. And by people, I mean even more of Steve’s friends who are all graduate level math majors I just stand there and listen to debate equations and talk shit on professors.
Luckily there is an impossible amount of insane beers. And there’s usually a musical performance by myself, but that only seems to keep away my own friends who hate my music. (The math majors politely ignore it.) So please come and give me someone to talk to besides Christy who goes to bed at 10 anyway, and when the math guys leave it’s just me and Steve and he starts talking about how much he loves the Virgin Mary and I call him a fucking asshole who doesn’t understand me and never did.
So you don’t wanna miss that. But I DO. Please come.