Well, Pittsburg is not as tame as I thought. So my floormates and I went in a Donner 2W/Hamerschlag mixer to an ice cream store. They said it was the best ice cream ever. For me - well, on a scale of 1-10, I'd say.....a 4. Yes, below average. I didn't like it, but then, I was very full and my tummy's been bothering me incessantly. And it's difficult to enjoy a cone when there's boys everywhere.
But hey, on my way back with a group of my floormates, we saw a guy standing on a corner and he asked us for eight bucks so he could get his stuff from the pharmacy. Well, being that he was a stranger, and the term "pharmacy" could be used in several different ways, like "street pharmacy," we just kinda looked confused and kept walking. Now the creepy thing is that as we walked, he kind of growled and said, "You better be careful in this city." Scary....
And right now? My room smells like woodsmoke. There is a "Bond" fire burning merrily away on the lawn right outside. Apparently they didn't even bother with camping precautions and just piled a ton of sticks on and set it on fire. And of course, it's nice and big but the grass catches on fire. Okay, so they can do logarithms in their heads. But you ask them to set a fire, and they forget about clearing the grass and surrounding the wood with rocks. Very disappointing, very very...