hmmm... a saturday with nothing to do, and a friday of chaos
Okay folks, let me tell you a little story about last evening/night. So
first, my bff Lennon went on an adventure to NY for his b-day to attend
a warehouse party. I'm still hoping he's alive. Check that... he is.
Okay so whilst I was in Tenley Town I went on a run and got some people
on the floor a little happy juice. Then I said goodbye to my friend and
headed home. It was exactly 8 o'clock when Zack calls me and asks me to
go buy him some alc for the night. Lemme add that Zack was with me in
Tenley before and just decided not to ask at that point because he
didn't know his friends were empty. So I tell him no because the
olympics just started and I was really into it. Then I thought hmmm, I
can make more money and drink
myself! So then I decided to round up orders from Zuk and my 2nd floor
peeps and then I rode. It was my first time ever going on a run by
myself. But I made it to and from safely. Ooookay, then I distributed
drinks, grabbed my new Cognac glass that I had bought earlier that day
and my bailey's and headed up stairs. I shot the breeze for like 10 min
before I decided to break out my sauce and sip on it. That started a
large chain of "Oh, hey, let's drink some of this!" About 3 hours
passed before I got really drunk. I headed outside and got into a long
talk with the 2nd floor RA Bonnie (btw's I'm still very drunk at this
point). Somewhere like an hour later I lost my shirt... seriously, I
got it wet, took it off, and then could not find it. After that it all
gets a little hazy. I ended up sleeping in Steph's bed (sans Steph) and
having a great convo with Kristen. Saturday, I wake up get my shoes and
try to find my shirt, but it's still hiding from me. So I leave the
room and shut the door, the lock clicked!
and the next thing I know 5 girls in the lounge are staring at me and
wondering what I was doing last night, unfortunantely they'll never
know what I did, what I said, or anything like that. WELL that brings
me to saturday... I've been, without hope, trying to edit a paper of
mine. Well I gotta get back to it. Peace.