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wow. what a weekend. an epic 3 days of near unheralded epicosity.

WEll, i guess it starts a little before 3 days ago, namely, Friday. I got up and went to work and then bummed around in the room a bit. Then geared up to go see the play. Rhinoceros it was called and boy was it not good. adam designd the set, which was pretty cool. well, somehow katie tim adam and i left the show still alive, and then adam tossed out the idea of getting drunk and going to see a bad movie. Tim and i had our hearts set on The Sweetest Thing, but the time didn't work out, and saw a movie we hadn't considered... Van Wilder. Huzzah. The movie was at 12:25 too, giving us the perfect amount of time to do a powerhour. So we did that, took some for the road, along with a little rum. got our tickets and sat down for a real fun time. The movie i'm sure sucked, but we had a blast. Then I came home, stayed up with darren a bit, and kicked it to bed in preparation for the next day's party.

Woke up the next morning and got out of bed at like 10am, came over here and the room was asleep so i sat down and watched saturday morning cartoons. Man, have they dropped in quality since the days when i was a child. i saw 4 shows (some on at the same time) and they were all in the japanese style of animation, they all involved big monsters being summoned and fighting each other, and two of them actually incorporated the idea of summoning these monsters via trading cards. it was ridiculous. there was one show that literally, was just two guys standing atop a tower playing cards at each other, summoning monsters, discussing attack and defense stats, and giving lengthy internal monologues that related to the plot.

Then hit college sub, then the guys went on beer runs and i made jello shots. bummed around, cleaned out the place, and then i guess some time later it was the beginning of our party. 14 30s, and 100 jello shots. and people came, slowly, i went outside briefly came back in and darren told me that the party had become the one i envisioned, people backed into the common room dancing to our expertly laid out cds. 10 or so of the bostonians came, i became super sketchy, took three shifts in my room with various people, got my drink on hardcore, it was great. hot as hell, or so i hear, but i didn't notice after a while. I'm terrible at estimating how many people were there at its peak, but it was a whole bunch, close to capacity i'd say. we had just enough beer to have a little left over for the next day, my jello shots were all consumed, the room wasn't trashed too much, and me and my roommates are still beside ourselves with pride. I desperately want to do it again. Granted it cost me $80. But hey, it was great.

sunday came next. and it began with us all reliving our wonderful night. Then i went to IHOP with sean adam and dimo where i got to relive it all over again. Then home for a shower and bostonians rehearsal. Best rehearsal ever, i didn't have anything to do but harrass stephanie telling her that she did not plan well enough for her flip cup tournament that night and that it would fail. Then after rehearsal there was dinner at lower and i went home and waited around to go to the tournament. we went at 9:30 or so, our team, fuck city, consisting of adam dimo andy meg meg's sister and myself played first and lost because the freshman and pre-frosh sucked. the place was horribly laid out, with a giant couch right in the way of the 2 foot wide walkway between the two flipcup rooms (the keg was also strategically placed in this natural bottleneck). WE signed up again as the BP5 but then were forced to leave because we couldn't handle it anymore. Turns out they ran out of beer 30 minutes later anyway, well before the tournament ended. ha.

So i went to dave's at 1653 and brought andy and maybe meg and her sister. they left, andy stayed. most of the usual suspects were there. beirut was played, cups were filled, and we left shortly after one tara's visiting sister's visiting friends puked on the floor and then in the bathroom. We walked home, shenaniganary was had in the room, john came over, me john and andy hit my room for a while, john left, jen andy and i went into darren's room and enjoyed our high. andy fell asleep, i was dj on darren's computer (number of times radiohead's "creep" played: 4) and everyone else went to sleep. However, it was 5am, and i knew that one of tara's sister's friends had to be on a train at 5:30 or 6:30. I knew it was one of them and then that casey was leaving on a train the next day at the other time. I figured Tara was on top of things, but sometimes stuff happens, so i waited outside till 5:30, went in, slowly woke people up, got people scared and confused until casey said with authority that the train was at 7:50 and all was well and i woke a few people up unecessarily. I was only trying to help.

ok, so got to bed around 6. at ten am monday darren came and woke me up. by 11 i was showered and downstairs at jen's drinking a beer. beer and eggs and our cds from saturday night. a lot of running around and jumping and singing by the roommates and a lot of water gun stuff. Then we went to 31b for baberque and more beer. then left to watch the marathon a bit, saw the front runners, went back to 31b, then back to the marathon. saw karleen and mike run by, which was cool. i yelled out a lot of people's names and got a lot of recognition which is fun. 26 miles is a long fucking way, man. kinda blows my mind. Then i went to 66 a little bit. I think then i went home and bothered tara, the guys and sean were back and sarah and her brother and brothers friend were there, they were there on sunday, as well as kate and kate's sister i think. yeah, everyone got there on sunday. john and eddie were around as well. people evetually left to go to presto's and then some sutherland party, i hung around with john a bit and then we left. i made it to presto's ate pizza, went to the sutherland party which sucked. left with sean to go to 1952 beacon, which sucked, went back to sland 14 alone, and went onto the roof which was cool as shit. around 10pm or so darren and i and jen maybe left for home. we watched tv a bit with tara. i think i got to bed around midnight.

I woke up at 6am, and was shocked because it seemed to be full daylight. I kept sleeping and waking up in 10 minute intervals, until a little after 10 when dimo called to tell me that the good morning america gig we were supposed to do wasn't happening. which on one hand sucked, but on the other hand was totally cool because i got to sleep. and god did i need it. got out of bed around 1 and was essentially a zombie until well after i had eaten my Nissin Cup Noodles (wouldn't be a day at the career center with cup noodles) and then i sat here at work listening to music and helping katie with her access homework.

sarah's 21st birthday tonight, and i'm not sure if we're doing tequila or what. Not being home all day kind of hurts my awareness of what's going on. ok ok. here's hoping for next weekend.

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and then blah blah blah blah blah

came home and drank tequila and beer with the roommettes minus brenda and later jen and luke. and it was good. and then i talked on the phone with katie for a long while with brenda in the room and we all talked and it was so sexy.

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