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Today I went tubing down the Guadalupe River with some friends of Claire Moreno--you remember Claire. She was the girl who swooped in to save my life when she came to FCNL for May term. She's been setting me up with her friends all the way from Bloomington, Indiana.

I liked these kids alot. It was pouring the whole way down to San Marcos, and we kept driving like we really thought it was going to clear up. When we got there it was still raining, and most people didn't want to go out, including Claire's friends. I really felt like I should side with them since they were my primary Potential Friends, but I took one look at that river and I was a goner. It was so green, and rushing, and beautiful. And after about an hour of standing at the bank and deliberating we all decided to rent the tubes and go for it, and just then the sun came out. It was gorgeous. We brought a bunch of six packs and floated them down the river in an extra inner tube and drank Lone Stars going through the rapids. When anyone comes to visit I will take you tubing, ok? You will love it.

I miss New Rochelle today. Are you out there, Helcat? Me haces falta, hermanita.