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the weekend that was
well well well, look who it is: me.
No writing because i've had a very busy weekend. And by very busy, i mean full of a lot of drinking.
Thursday... can i really think back to thursday? Ah yes, we had bostonians rehearsal and then i went to sean's to watch the BC v. Duke game and drink beers. And we did just that, and then to some random party at 1661 where some of the roommates and roommettes met up to drink beer and be college kids. shifted gears and went to butler's. talked wrestling and csom with laura for a long while and then took the world's longest walk home with brenda. My best estimates put it at 40-45 minutes, it should take 20, and it's not like we took any sidetrips, we just walked, with very many very slow and very short steps.
I think i may remember waking up a little bit hung over the next day. I went to class, stopped by the career center to get my character-building schedule, and then did some laundering of my soiled clothing. Or maybe not. Then we had a bostonians show. Nope, that was the next day. Then i umm, well. OH. I watched tv in 829 and then showered and dressed all pretty to go with adam and katie and mike to toben's rockin' new year's eve. we were promised punch and champagne. I got a glass of punch, a lot of beer and some cigarettes. He had the tape from new year's playing, but then it got bumped to 1am in favor of partying more. But i wanted to go to sean's, so we left at like 12:45, got to sean's, and counted down to the new year and sang auld lang syne. Had a nice time there, came home inebriated, harrassed people, and then fell asleep in my rockin' new year's eve getup. Also, "get-up," i suppose. You'd think it'd be "getup" but that just looks damn ridiculous.
Saturday, saturday (sung to the tune of the song that went like that). Woke up and bummed around for a while, went to espresso royale, sat and wrote a letter. Drank apricot tea that the chick behind the counter fixed for me, i enjoyed it. Came home, got niced up for the Bostonians show at Milton, and headed out there.
Was feeling pretty queasy on the way there, sitting in the back seat of diane's car of sudden stops and sharp turns of death probably didn't help. We got to milton, rocked some high school kids' socks off, and uhh, felt good about ourselves. After our set i embarked on my quest to make the world happy and drunk together. Kate's sister was up and i wanted to give her a power hour. I was coming home a little later, 10:30 or 11, i had some people waiting for me. Then i found out that there were a lot of folks over and the power hour was going to be done in shifts, which made my heart hurt, because i like it when people drink together, not alone. But i guess it made sense with loudness and sheer number of people. So that was cool. Then came the beer issue, the roommettes were getting 4 cases, i said i could swing by and pick up 2 more, they got 3, katie didn't have her id, so no beer was bought, i spent countless minutes on the phone with sarah or kate trying to figure out how to drink so that everyone who wanted to drink could do so happily. I nearly had an aneurism. In the end, i couldn't make a run because diane went the wrong direction on the pike and got us home late, but it didn't matter because i came home to a room full of what seemed to be very unhappy and sober people. I keep being told it wasn't my fault, but i fear my obsessiveness over getting everyone happy and drunk together may have hurt things. But kate sarah julia and i forged ahead with the power hour. Sean joined and later tim. By the end, as powerhours are wont to do, it was all smiles and glazed eyes. We then went to 16something to meet up with the rest of the crew, ran into them going in the opposite direction, kicked keg or something, some people went home, others to the Mods were we went into a happening party that was unfortunately also kicked. Much fun was had with yelling "hit the triangle button" while next to a cop car, and then back to the 800s.
There was some asshole happening in 29, i joined, was asshole for a while, never really got that presidential hand. Then i think kings. Then, i think sleep. Well, i know sleep at 6:30, but i think there may have other sleep in there as well, or, "passing out," as the doctors like to call it, because there is definitely a 2 hour time frame i have zero recollection of. Also, i spent the entire night dressed up, again.
sunday sunday sunday. Woke up and proceeded to be a piece of shit. Yes, i had fiction writing to do, and yes i had counterpoint to do, and unfortunately, sitting on my ass watching football did not help accomplish those goals. Went to bostonians rehearsal, where katie and i got to play FBI/detectives and go pick up an AWOL carolyn from her room. And then, and then. After rehearsal i went to lower to pound down some fried foods, because, you see, it was adam's 21st birthday and i had an ID coming from toben's friend. So in a sense, it was to be my 21st birthday too. I ate like 15 jalapeno poppers and some moz sticks. Then went home, watched darren play a game of football, changed, and called katie. The id looked nothing like me, have fun at home petey. i went to 829 dejected, and tara told me to go anyway. so i did. the id wasn't bad, and it certainly got me into the avenue and our house. it probably would've worked at great scott's and maryanne's too, had one not had a $5 cover and the other pretend they were closed. Avenue was fun, had 12 people around some tables, adam kept getting shots and drinks thrown at him. Adam got scared. Some random dude brought a drink and adam passed it to me. I got to light a shot, dump the shot glass into a thing of beer and chug it. It was fun times. Then ourhouse, a lot more chill. katie and lori from the real world acted silly, adam sat scared on the couch but still took the shot i gave him, then we went off to MA's, which was closed. Cityside too. So, all the bars closed, we thought long and hard about what we could do, because more drinking was definitely in need. So, to sean's place we went, the 12 of us barge in, sit down and drink beers. This worked for a while but then we overstayed our welcome and were kicked to the curb. So a few people dropped out and the rest went to karleen's mod. I made adam drink a shot of vodka and everyone took generous helpings from a handle of morgan's. Then we got kicked out of there, most people left, and the rest went to 830. It was me and adam and katie and 2 of adam's ecaudorian friends: tony and verdi i believe. Tony brought some bottles of icehouse. I poured a shot of whiskey for adam, he said no whiskey but i lied and said we had morgan's, so i was just going to pass it off and surprise him. Unfortunately, shortly after arriving, adam made his date with destiny in the bathroom. Darren came out to complain about katie's piercing voice, i tried and tried to shut her up but the bitch wouldn't listen. I ended up drinking a couple of beers with tony and verdi while tony talked to adam about the virtues of throwing up. And then the three of us passed around the shot of whiskey i had poured. Kind of funny as 3 guys each had 2 sips from a shot glass. Then folks left, i had a closing cigarette with tony and then back to a bed that simply would NOT stop spinning.
Woke up this morning having to pay for last night. Got out of bed at 12, an hour later than i wanted, and wrote my thing for fiction. then went to class one and then to fiction. I tell you what, i've been here for 7 semesters. I'm quite certain that this is the first time i've been really really really excited to do all of the reading/writing and all that. the class quite frankly excites the hell out of me. it's going to be a challenging experience, but only if i choose it to be and not go the easy way out like i did with this first exercise. after class i got some desperately needed food and then to the office to do my counterpoint homework. to mcelroy with kate and then to class. i don't feel like writing it all, but no one had any clue where the class was and after a lot of sitting and some walking around i said fuck it, i've wasted 30 minutes and i will waste no more. however, kate stuck it out and eventually found it. oh well.
So i came home, and finished up BC's 9-2 regular season with a 35-14 victory over syracuse. And then i came in here and am writing this. And now, perhaps an e-mail or two, and then some music.