First up:
Country party with my boys of 311
Kev (“Yurch”), Ben (“Bret”), Jeff (“Hughsie”), and Will (“Earl”)
Let’s not talk about how they changed out of their cowboy clothes wayyyy too early! We all missed Liv something fierce, but lo! Have no fear! Allie was (t)here!
The sheriff, rocking Ben’s $7 hat that we bought together last Wednesday
My shoes were decidedly uncowgirlesque by good sir William.
Yet another European buy that I really just needed an excuse to wear… Maybe I was thinking along the lines of Spanish vaqueros, okay?
Bret graced us with his presence, and I let him wear Steve’s hat for a bit because he was all dressed up in designer duds (they were drinking wine from a box on the first floor, not very western at all!)
As the night wore on, things got a bit too… dry. Off to Fennel to visit Matt!
But first! Danny OoOoOoOoOo! Wearing a ranger hat! What luck! Photographs ensued until we finally got a somewhat decent one. Okay no, it’s not decent at all, but for some reason we thought it was at the time… go figure….
While Matt smoked like a chimney, we reassured his girlfriend via cell that he was not smoking. Then we hit up ‘The Palace,’ room 230.
No sooner are we in there for about 30 seconds does the RA come in. Oops. No more dance party! (Matt, Danny, and I all happened to forget our id’s, oops, sorry, not paying your fine, thankyouverymuch, and out the door we scooted)
An adventure to Aquinas it was, then. There I read some Plato to and talked about Iraq some with a bunch of awesome new friends, while simultaneously nursing a nastily puking Matt back to health with lots of water and a handful of oyster crackers. Visited Chris, Dave, and Andrew a floor below when things got to be a bit much for me. Andrew and Chris filled me in on Friday night’s Dane Cook show in Maine (“I want a pet, but not just any pet. I want everyone’s first reaction to this pet to be, ‘Dane… you can’t have that as a pet!’”) while Dave quietly jammed away on his acoustic.
Today I woke up, drank about a half a Brita filter’s worth of water, and rode a stationary bike for not nearly as long as I should have.