public entry
it's been a long long time since i've done an entry (a picture of my ear doesn't count)
i think it's time to start again
this weekend was the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.
john faicco came down from bumble fuck to see a concert and hang so here's what we did:
thurs he got in around 5 and we went straight to the theater to see derek trucks. he was at the bardavon theater which was really cool, i thought it was gonna be a total shit hole, but 'twasn't. derek trucks can fucking PLAY, man, and his band was so tight.
fri i did an oral presentation in my comp which i think went pretty well, we'll see in 2 weeks when i get my grade. then john and i went into town where i got some new cds and we ate. we went up to the mountain and had a couple cigars, and life was good. then i had dave get us a bottle of jack. we thought it would last us forever, but it only lasted till about 11:30. we ended up at the house with stefanie and we pretty much just hung around, really drunk.
saturday we hung around and got rested up for saturday night. we got the brilliant idea of going back up to the mountain at like 9 and start a fire. so i sent emily into the liquor store with $50 and said 'big bottle of jack, little bottle of goldslager' and she came back with the entire jack daniel's distillery, and a little bottle of goldschlager. we went to the mountain in complete darkness with stef and em and found a clearing. we made the world's tiniest fire, gave up and went back to town. we tried to rent a movie but failed horribly. we watched cable guy at em's, had a few drinks and went back to the dorm. we got mildly intoxicated and got ian and his friend sara to come over. ian is my irish buddy from across the hall, and i should hang out with him more.
i'm getting tired of writing this, and you're getting tired of reading it.
synopsis of the rest of the night:
i didn't throw up, ian did a radio show half in the bag and john had an excellent time in new paltz. hooray
i think it's time to start again
this weekend was the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.
john faicco came down from bumble fuck to see a concert and hang so here's what we did:
thurs he got in around 5 and we went straight to the theater to see derek trucks. he was at the bardavon theater which was really cool, i thought it was gonna be a total shit hole, but 'twasn't. derek trucks can fucking PLAY, man, and his band was so tight.
fri i did an oral presentation in my comp which i think went pretty well, we'll see in 2 weeks when i get my grade. then john and i went into town where i got some new cds and we ate. we went up to the mountain and had a couple cigars, and life was good. then i had dave get us a bottle of jack. we thought it would last us forever, but it only lasted till about 11:30. we ended up at the house with stefanie and we pretty much just hung around, really drunk.
saturday we hung around and got rested up for saturday night. we got the brilliant idea of going back up to the mountain at like 9 and start a fire. so i sent emily into the liquor store with $50 and said 'big bottle of jack, little bottle of goldslager' and she came back with the entire jack daniel's distillery, and a little bottle of goldschlager. we went to the mountain in complete darkness with stef and em and found a clearing. we made the world's tiniest fire, gave up and went back to town. we tried to rent a movie but failed horribly. we watched cable guy at em's, had a few drinks and went back to the dorm. we got mildly intoxicated and got ian and his friend sara to come over. ian is my irish buddy from across the hall, and i should hang out with him more.
i'm getting tired of writing this, and you're getting tired of reading it.
synopsis of the rest of the night:
i didn't throw up, ian did a radio show half in the bag and john had an excellent time in new paltz. hooray