so I have two entries today…I’m just going to post, but really I’ll probably edit all this later….

o Saturday was Matt’s birthday. Dinner at some traditional german place. matt, kat, phong, dad, cordelia, red, Phil and paki. Paki was nice, but I think her real name is Ginsi or something….she’s Pakistani so once again we have an insulting nickname…Not meaning to be insulting cuz she sat by me and seemed very cool and smart. It’s merely out of convenience that we use these insulting nicknames….

I’m just going to paraphrase the conversation….so this isn’t quite how it went, but go with it…
Me: what are you studying?
paki: Religion, politics, and orientalism….
me: That’s rather ambitious
paki: I’m going to change the world…refugee camps….chlidren….
me: Why not be a doctor or teacher or something?
paki: I want to go to the middle east to change the system….hearts and minds…womens’ right…children rights…etc
me: Not to be cynical but these are religious problems have been around for thousands of years…You can’t fix them when two groups say their god promised them something there is no compromise. You’d have to end religion first… why not solve Kashmir
paki: that’s totally different
me: No it’s not…they’re two unsolvable problems.

I’m sure she had an answer for this, but she was too smart for me and I was just trying to piss her off, but I wasn’t able to….
Not really…She was nice. Who says Idealism is dead…..huh…. crazy kids….

Here’s what happened next Courtesy of Kat

a dodgy looking, obviously veeery inebriated man walks in and sits behind us. he disappears and so does cordelia’s wallet. matt, dad, singer phil, and phong run outside immediately. squires, the girl, first doesn’t know what’s going on, then hesitates, then decides to run after them… yeah…took awhile. guys split up upstairs, some run through the park, others run on the zeil. guy’s long gone and they all come back. the AFRH (edited by Joe) and cordelia decide to go to the police station on zeil, and we encourage matt to go with them, finish our wine, pay, and go to police station. phong tries to look into window and we’re told, through a microphone, to piss off.

Always exciting to have a wallet stolen…anyways….we went to Macgowans to wait for the rest of them to show up, and then went to shooters after that…always a bad idea, but that was the weekend…Sunday. Lunch with Matt and pops at macGowans. Chicken burger and cider…mmmm. I love MacGowans

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