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In the fabulous mood that I am in, I shall tell you all about my fantastic "Thanksgiving Break*" (* we all realize that since I was not in fact at school, and I did, in fact, have to work all weekend, that this was decidedly not a break at all, but for lack of a better term, suffices.)
Tuesday evening everyone got home and I skibbled over to Lorraine's for a shin-dig at her place. Erin Ordway got plastered and started talking about soviet porn again, and was just completely hillarious as always. I got drunk, left my flask there, and left the party when meredith arrived to collect me and take me home.
Wednesday I got up and was happy to be decidedly not hung over. I spent most of the day chillaxing with Kev-o and being cute while watching "Through a Scanner Darkly" and avoiding his psycho dog, Kira.
Thursday, Grandma decided she was sick, and didn't come to Thanksgiving dinner, but the other 12 did, so that was pretty crazy. I was pretty out of it and kept making disney references while drinking wine with meredith and assembling a pumpkin puzzle with my cousins. All in all, not too bad
Friday SUCKED. Black friday at quarter to 6AM, I arrived at work to do retail and such. peter (my new assistant, more commonly refered to as "Peter Rabbit") took the day off. I had to work until 3, then came home and passed out until Julia summoned meredith and I to Beans in the Belfry for a discussion of how many drugged/drunken/lesbian things she has done since attending school in California. Highly amusing, all of them.
Pretty much, Saturday I worked and then felt sick, so I stayed home rather than going to the movies with Kev-o and his Baltimore friends, like I had originally planned, and today I just chilled with Meredith and then went to Frederick with Kev-o in search of what the hell we're going to do all of break in a town where there is nothing to do. This trip involved a not insignificant amount of chocolate.
Good times.
This week : work, hanging out with Cliff and Jason, cleaning, and maybe some sewing....oh, and learning the second movement of Pathetique. Curse you, Beethoven.
In the fabulous mood that I am in, I shall tell you all about my fantastic "Thanksgiving Break*" (* we all realize that since I was not in fact at school, and I did, in fact, have to work all weekend, that this was decidedly not a break at all, but for lack of a better term, suffices.)
Tuesday evening everyone got home and I skibbled over to Lorraine's for a shin-dig at her place. Erin Ordway got plastered and started talking about soviet porn again, and was just completely hillarious as always. I got drunk, left my flask there, and left the party when meredith arrived to collect me and take me home.
Wednesday I got up and was happy to be decidedly not hung over. I spent most of the day chillaxing with Kev-o and being cute while watching "Through a Scanner Darkly" and avoiding his psycho dog, Kira.
Thursday, Grandma decided she was sick, and didn't come to Thanksgiving dinner, but the other 12 did, so that was pretty crazy. I was pretty out of it and kept making disney references while drinking wine with meredith and assembling a pumpkin puzzle with my cousins. All in all, not too bad
Friday SUCKED. Black friday at quarter to 6AM, I arrived at work to do retail and such. peter (my new assistant, more commonly refered to as "Peter Rabbit") took the day off. I had to work until 3, then came home and passed out until Julia summoned meredith and I to Beans in the Belfry for a discussion of how many drugged/drunken/lesbian things she has done since attending school in California. Highly amusing, all of them.
Pretty much, Saturday I worked and then felt sick, so I stayed home rather than going to the movies with Kev-o and his Baltimore friends, like I had originally planned, and today I just chilled with Meredith and then went to Frederick with Kev-o in search of what the hell we're going to do all of break in a town where there is nothing to do. This trip involved a not insignificant amount of chocolate.
Good times.
This week : work, hanging out with Cliff and Jason, cleaning, and maybe some sewing....oh, and learning the second movement of Pathetique. Curse you, Beethoven.