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also, darren
so hell of a weekend
i don't remember the last time i updated. i'm gonna guess it was a while ago... thursday or wednesday maybe. i'm gonna guess wednesday
oh, i remember now. wednesday i wrote before wednesday night happened. i'd rather not remember what wednesday night brought me. so, moving on.
thursday, class work rehearsal and then we decided to have a bostonians night here at 830. so we did a powerhour, and then bostonians and bostonians related folks left and then i played kings asshole and gin with tim and maybe darren and some of the roommettes, and then i had a monster conversation with brenda. my best estimates put it at 3 or more hours. it was pretty tight.
friday.
woke up, went to class hungover, went to work, did laundry and then did the recruiting for season 2 of ncaa 2002. and then tim and i were about to play asshole with the girls et al, but we ran into mancini and went instead to play poker with ecuador tony. that was a fucking hell of a time, i left the night up at least $20. hell of a night. kate and brenda and adam came by. brenda left her phone there, and a lot of toilet paper was stolen by kate. brenda can get her own damn phone.
saturday.
i eventually went out. i was planning on doing the cambridge thing, buying cds, whatever. brenda was planning on the downtown thing. i convinced her to go to cambridge, she did. i bought cds: bonny prince billy: i see a darkness; mates of state - our constant concern; and you will know us by the trail of the dead - madonna; built to spill - keep it like a secret; built to spill - ancient melodies from the future; herbert - bodily functions; cat power - moon pix; all tomorrows parties v. 1.1, the yeah yeah yeahs - self titled; the silver jews - hot as hell; fridge - happiness.
bren and i had a great time. lots of laughs, it was fun. my crowning achievement: we saw a children's book called "the day it rained hearts" and brenda said "that would hurt, with the point and all" or something like that. and i replied "maybe they're made out of love."
then i came home, got gayed up for the glitter and glam party. well, first, i had a huge falling out with the tim/adam/katie collective, because i started worrying about a.) my own going to the party and b.) bringing 3 other people. whatever, i was dumb, it worked out in the end. the party was fucking great. i talked to katie today and she asked if it really happened, because honestly, it's the most bizarre thing i've ever experienced on or around BC. Had an absolute blast.
then after the party, TIM and i went to a sutherland party that my roommates were supposed to be at. they were. some beers, some ice luges, and some weed later, we all left around 4am. i, at long last, hit my breaking point with a girl across the hall and had long long conversations with my roommates and TIM. darren proved my greatest foil. it was really quite cool. all my roommates and TIM letting me vent off and talking to me and offering honest analysis/advice. i went to bed at 7am.
then today i was a piece of shit for a while, played my game agaisnt stanford (PS: i HATE stanford) and watched the heartbreaking ND v. Purdue game. Then i worked on school stuff (still very much outstanding) and went to sland3 for the superbowl. I went there rooting for the pats, but after the first 5 minutes, when all the pats fans were obnoxiously cheering for every 3 yard gain, i just had to start rooting for the rams. it was a heartbreaker. after the game we witnessed the semi-spectacle that was cleavland circle (bottom line: a lot of cars honking horns) and then played a bit of beirut
and then now here i am, writing this, about to embark on the joys of fiction writing, which i have no fucking idea what i'm gonna write.
peace out. i apologize for the delay but hey, weekends are tough. also, i just sat for a good ten minutes thinking about stuff. i need to do that more and figure a lot of shit out. it's really not that exciting a prospect for me but whatev. i had a fun semester - time to move on.