blow your nose blue.
It's been awhile i think.
I wont talk about last week because it's all of the usuals -- mom stress and drinking with casey. heavily. daily...always somehow remains fun though.
Skipper left on Saturday for an 18 week sailing course that started today off the coast of the UK. I am missing him far more than I expected. I think he was the most comforting one of all of the boys...he is the only one who could tell when I was sad or mad or something and became extra wonderful in response. Also, he's the most fun. Anyways, he is missed but this weekend was dedicated to him.
Thursday night we started his going away party by getting a big group of 8 or so to the Washington Duke. After 4 bottles of champagne and a sea of Jack and Cokes we poured ourselves home. Skipper passed out and we went to a bar called the Federal where really my entire group of friends was just a shit show. I may or may not have hit on an old Bio TA who then stared at me the rest of the night as Casey yelled at me to "get over my mother." I am almost embarassed to go back there...regardless, that's an issue for another day, probably today. Then we went home and Erin and I jumped on sleeping Skipper and somehow in our own fadedness dressed him and brought him downstairs to play. 10 minutes later i went upstairs and passed out in his bed. Then Skipper came probably 7 minutes after that and we played that game where one person spells a word on the other person's back and you guess and switch for a little while. I woke up there at 8:52 on Friday and was 1). extremely surprised to be at Gregson & 2). in a bit of a panic bc i had a quiz at 10 for which i had not studied. I couldn't find my keys so Skip drove me to class. I took the quiz and proceeded to giggle throughout lecture.
Friday night was the real going away party and even though everyone was destroyed from the day before, we somehow managed to man up and party like rockstars. I bumped addy, which I would worry about except that for some reason it felt totally safe when it was with these friends. I fell asleep with casey in typical form though i should know better by this point. it doesn't even matter. Skipper left at 11:30 the next day. I was crying a little bit and i tried to talk to Casey about it while he was sleeping, needless to say i got something along the lines of "I can tell this is going to turn into a grown up conversation and I don't really want to do that right now."
After Saturday everything was normal. We've been playing a whole lot of mastermind. Casey and i had a tournament yesterday..or more like a marathon game that I lost. I will beat him eventually though. Tonight is Paul's birthday and we're probably givin'er if i can get out of the lab by 8. At this point that is questionable. Ok, I hope you didn't read this. Mostly i just wanted to write down that I miss skipper.
I wont talk about last week because it's all of the usuals -- mom stress and drinking with casey. heavily. daily...always somehow remains fun though.
Skipper left on Saturday for an 18 week sailing course that started today off the coast of the UK. I am missing him far more than I expected. I think he was the most comforting one of all of the boys...he is the only one who could tell when I was sad or mad or something and became extra wonderful in response. Also, he's the most fun. Anyways, he is missed but this weekend was dedicated to him.
Thursday night we started his going away party by getting a big group of 8 or so to the Washington Duke. After 4 bottles of champagne and a sea of Jack and Cokes we poured ourselves home. Skipper passed out and we went to a bar called the Federal where really my entire group of friends was just a shit show. I may or may not have hit on an old Bio TA who then stared at me the rest of the night as Casey yelled at me to "get over my mother." I am almost embarassed to go back there...regardless, that's an issue for another day, probably today. Then we went home and Erin and I jumped on sleeping Skipper and somehow in our own fadedness dressed him and brought him downstairs to play. 10 minutes later i went upstairs and passed out in his bed. Then Skipper came probably 7 minutes after that and we played that game where one person spells a word on the other person's back and you guess and switch for a little while. I woke up there at 8:52 on Friday and was 1). extremely surprised to be at Gregson & 2). in a bit of a panic bc i had a quiz at 10 for which i had not studied. I couldn't find my keys so Skip drove me to class. I took the quiz and proceeded to giggle throughout lecture.
Friday night was the real going away party and even though everyone was destroyed from the day before, we somehow managed to man up and party like rockstars. I bumped addy, which I would worry about except that for some reason it felt totally safe when it was with these friends. I fell asleep with casey in typical form though i should know better by this point. it doesn't even matter. Skipper left at 11:30 the next day. I was crying a little bit and i tried to talk to Casey about it while he was sleeping, needless to say i got something along the lines of "I can tell this is going to turn into a grown up conversation and I don't really want to do that right now."
After Saturday everything was normal. We've been playing a whole lot of mastermind. Casey and i had a tournament yesterday..or more like a marathon game that I lost. I will beat him eventually though. Tonight is Paul's birthday and we're probably givin'er if i can get out of the lab by 8. At this point that is questionable. Ok, I hope you didn't read this. Mostly i just wanted to write down that I miss skipper.