Parting ways, B heads off to meet more drunks in Valdosta and Anna and I do the "Hocus Pocus" hunting for children walk to West Hall. Since we are such poor quality of spies, we never enquired before hand as to where this camp would be set up around West Hall, we just assumed we would be able to ambush it. We were wrong. As we rounded the corner, Jordan, some other ROTC dude, the cop, and Wes (in the cage), all stared at the 2 giggling girls, probably the only people to be near that end of campus since 10 pm at least. Okay, scratching the ambush plan, we decide on the next best thing...run at Wes in a cage! Of course, Jordan tries to intercept our attack, then the other ROTC boy tells me that Wes can't talk, and Wes tries to eat our legs and pull us into the cage with him, and our normal choatic state ensues. But soon, they let Wes out of his cage and I get a phone call. So I'm off on the side, talking nicely to my friend Steve, when there's a Wes flying at my legs! I jump out of the way in time, but next there's a Jordan, and they just won't stop until I get off the phone and play a game of tag at 2 am on the main lawn of campus. And then I met my new buddy the cop. So during this rigorous game of tag, I decided I don't want to be it again, so I go to my own "base", the VSU policeman sitting on the giant flower pot. That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. I made fun of his job and that fact that he was saving Middle Earth on a GameBoy, he questioned how I came to be out of bed at 2 am, I talked about my unfortunate association to Wes and Jordan, we both made fun of them. It was a lovely chat. Then the rest of the gang realized that game are no fun without Caragh and joined me and my buddy the cop. So, of course, Jordan has to bring up Psycho (from "Blind Date from Hell") and then I have to explain to the cop aobu t this horrible date and in the process, I offend him because by my standards, his is old (28) and has a 2-year-old daughter who he doesn't see often. Umm, sorry Mr. Cop, but you can't be offended by my story because it was about a horrible boy as a whole, not just those two factors. So after I explained that, he forgave me and saved me from the akward situation I would be in trying to explain to my parents why I was arrested at 2 am for verbally abusing an officer while playing tag...We all go back to making fun of Wes and Jordan (You should try it sometime, it's a great way to connect people!) and by the time we have to leave, because it is super-duper late, I felt a real connection with my cop, who claims he keeps all of VSU safe just by sitting on that one spot on Main Campus' lawn...but how did I know he was lying? Because the second we rouned the corner of West Hall, I was attacked by Jordan, and no matter how much I was screaming for help, my buddy never came running! So the next time there's a murder in the Fine Arts building or a rape at the UU, you will know it's because my un-buddy the cop thinks his job is to sit on the main lawn and look pretty while talking to ROTC boys and insomniac chicks. It's a shame the people we trust these days...
