I felt all I had slipping away
Tonight was a really fun party. It was Tyler's 21st birthday (he just got back from Australia a couple of days ago). He's so freaking skinny, it's great. I didn't know, but it was an 80s party. He looked just like Forest Kline from Hellogoodbye, so I'll attach a picture of him. I only had two beers, but it seems that all the guys in the room really like the pop-punk/indie-rock genre. They were going crazy singing along to some Hot Rod Circuit song (not to say that Hot Rod Circuit doesn't rock), and when I turned on "At Your Funeral" by Saves The Day, they went nuts. Andrew climbed a wall and pulled a piece of the railing out, it was quite funny. Mike, Billy, Ashley, Richard and I, and Phuan in the trunk (trust me I made plenty of "Cambodian girl in the trunk jokes") drove back to the Village from the party with Phuan smoking pot in the trunk even though we passed through a security checkpoint. We dropped Billy, Richard, and Phuan back at home, and Mike, Ashley and I drove to College Eight to see Giorgio. Somebody in his apartment bought a Nintendo Wii. Ben apparently wants one really badly as well. We didn't play any of the "cool" games, but I had tons of fun golfing and bowling. Very post-modern game system, it does terrifying things with space. The phone in my room has been broken for a few days now (no matter what I do it simply won't charge), so I'm sure I have a bunch of inaccessible messages that will be amusing when I finally discover. My cell phone had basically no service anywhere today, which really sucks because at one point I found a message from my mom. I will have not talked to her in a week as of tomorrow, so I'd better get on that shit -- as they say. I also have a psychology experiment to participate in tomorrow morning at 11:00 AM, that should be a riot.
Goodnight!
