st. pattys and beyond
it was an awesome day.. started drinking at the Irish Center before breakfast --which was enormous-- and continued on to Greg's aunts house for further drinking and eating. awesome weather. awesome food. great time. Greg and I finished off the evening at Franchesca's (super fancy Italian (of all places) bar) for a few last drinks.. by the time we got home, Greg could not really stand anymore, which isn't abnormal.
then Dave. he comes over for "a drink" and stays for an hour. when he starts to leave, Greg complains 'oh lame, i should have gone to Bases' in a way that i recognized as being more of a joke then anything. Dave says, 'Greg, i can drop you off!' because i guess the idea of Greg drinking even more that night was a good idea to Dave. Greg thinks its a good idea too, but he can't find his feet.
Dave taking Greg to the bar sent me into one of the worst spirals of depression i've ever had. i went to bed upset and frustrated, and must have thought about it all night because i woke up tired and started crying immediately. i couldn't stop crying --and i mean really crying-- even through my first class.. thank god the others got canceled. this is why i'm worried about my dad's manic depression making an appearance.
went to Greg's family's cabin this weekend. the weather was absolutely perfect. just Greg, Sam, Paul, and me. we drank and smoked and cooked on the fire and played kan-jam in the sun all day long. perfect relaxing much-needed weekend.
sigh :)
then Dave. he comes over for "a drink" and stays for an hour. when he starts to leave, Greg complains 'oh lame, i should have gone to Bases' in a way that i recognized as being more of a joke then anything. Dave says, 'Greg, i can drop you off!' because i guess the idea of Greg drinking even more that night was a good idea to Dave. Greg thinks its a good idea too, but he can't find his feet.
Dave taking Greg to the bar sent me into one of the worst spirals of depression i've ever had. i went to bed upset and frustrated, and must have thought about it all night because i woke up tired and started crying immediately. i couldn't stop crying --and i mean really crying-- even through my first class.. thank god the others got canceled. this is why i'm worried about my dad's manic depression making an appearance.
went to Greg's family's cabin this weekend. the weather was absolutely perfect. just Greg, Sam, Paul, and me. we drank and smoked and cooked on the fire and played kan-jam in the sun all day long. perfect relaxing much-needed weekend.
sigh :)