Head of the Charles Weekend
And Patrick is rowing! Hamlet and I are taking off to cheer him on at 1:14pm, when he rows the Club Eights in a Yale alum boat.
I’ve never actually seen Patrick row, because we only started dating when he was already in graduate school (and he rowed lightweight/heavyweight mostly in college). So this is pretty exciting, even though he’s promised me that it is not at all exciting to watch a race. Nonetheless, I think it’s a pretty good a excuse to dress Hamlet’s little bulldog butt in a Yale hoodie, which is normally reserved for the annual Harvard-Yale football game. And since I have zero allegiance to Harvard when it comes to school sports, I’m going to shake my pom-poms for my roommate instead this afternoon.
Expect a lot of school-spirity photos to come + a faux rivalry between yours truly and the two Yalies with whom I coexist.
Also? Men in spandex = hot. Obvs!
