I'm Back!
Oh my god. It's 1:42. I have to be up at 7:30. I'm crazy, but I had to post...
Hey guys, It's been a long while, hasn't it? Sorry. I've been busy.
So. What's new?
School's good. Despite some fights with my collaborator, our peice is turning out amazing.
I went to Boston Friday. Came back Saturday. Okay....it was....well...
It was incredible. It began yesterday morning. I left my apartment around noon and headed to Akilah's apratment by way of the liquor store. I figured I'd get everyone a pint of liquor for our road trip. At Akilah's, we watched the E! True Hollywood Story: America's Newt Top Model while waiting for Dorothy and Paul.
DOROTHY!
PAUL!
I haven't seen these guys in forever! Dorothy rented a car and drove up from Maryland to pick us up.
Oh my god. The road trip. Me. Rachel. Dorothy. Paul. Akilah. We were HYSTERICAL!!! I wish I had a tape recorder. We talked about everything. Giant penises, pussy juice, being fat. I missed Dorothy so much. Anyone who can say: "Friendly's!!! I'm fat." is okay in my book. We got to Boston at 7:30.
Doro dropped us off in front of the Majestic theatre. Realizing we had some time before the show (we were there to see the Emerson spring musical), we headed to The Tam for a drink. OH!!! The Tam! It's been ages.
Long story short: the show blew. Steven Terrell can't direct and Grease is a bad show. At intermission, we had a shot at the Intermission Tavern (the bar that replaced Charlie Flynn's).
After the show, we did a meet and greet in the alley, then booked it to the Tremont House Hotel (which is actually now a Marriot). Once situated in the hotel room, and joined by Chelsea, Erin, and of all people, Gina Alibrio! We departed for the cast party.
Okay. I'm not a snob or anything, but seriously. Wow. I had no idea how old I am. There I was at an Emerson undergrad party, thinking to myself: "these kids are so much younger than me." After about an hour and a half. we decided to get rhe hell out of there.
We took a cab to the Encore piano lounge. Ralph was closing it up 'cause it was near 2am (fucking Boston and its 2am closings...). We had 1 drink, then went up to the hotel room to drink the pints I brought.
THAT was amazing. Mary Ann is beautiful, and I've totally missed her. We stayed up chatting till past 4am. My memory gets hazy, as i was really really drunk. But we finally passed out after a tearful goodbye to Mary Ann. I had planned to take a train in the next day while Akilah, Doro and Rere were going to stay till Monday.
I awaken incredibly hungover around noon. Rachel tells me that I kicked her in my sleep. We decide to grab lunch at Sweetwater. As we're exiting City Place...BAM! There's my ex, Adam, standing in front of the PPC. I shout: "Well, look who it is!" We hug, and have a long conversation about what we're doing with our lives right now.
God. Adam. I think I still love him.
We part ways and I head for Back Bay Station. I made the 1:15 to New York no problem, and met my collaborators that evening.
Sunday night, I called Mary Ann alone from my Apt. to see how they were doing in Beantown. They were at Encore. Singing the theme song to Cheers. I wanted to be there SO much.
We can't go back, can we? I attended an undergraduate party at Emerson, but felt so wrong in doing so. I've spent post after post on here bemoaning the fact that I'm not there. Trouble is, I gotta remember why I'm HERE. I've got to live in the NOW. It's so hard, but so true. Life moves on. Life changes.
Change, Greg. Change.
Hey guys, It's been a long while, hasn't it? Sorry. I've been busy.
So. What's new?
School's good. Despite some fights with my collaborator, our peice is turning out amazing.
I went to Boston Friday. Came back Saturday. Okay....it was....well...
It was incredible. It began yesterday morning. I left my apartment around noon and headed to Akilah's apratment by way of the liquor store. I figured I'd get everyone a pint of liquor for our road trip. At Akilah's, we watched the E! True Hollywood Story: America's Newt Top Model while waiting for Dorothy and Paul.
DOROTHY!
PAUL!
I haven't seen these guys in forever! Dorothy rented a car and drove up from Maryland to pick us up.
Oh my god. The road trip. Me. Rachel. Dorothy. Paul. Akilah. We were HYSTERICAL!!! I wish I had a tape recorder. We talked about everything. Giant penises, pussy juice, being fat. I missed Dorothy so much. Anyone who can say: "Friendly's!!! I'm fat." is okay in my book. We got to Boston at 7:30.
Doro dropped us off in front of the Majestic theatre. Realizing we had some time before the show (we were there to see the Emerson spring musical), we headed to The Tam for a drink. OH!!! The Tam! It's been ages.
Long story short: the show blew. Steven Terrell can't direct and Grease is a bad show. At intermission, we had a shot at the Intermission Tavern (the bar that replaced Charlie Flynn's).
After the show, we did a meet and greet in the alley, then booked it to the Tremont House Hotel (which is actually now a Marriot). Once situated in the hotel room, and joined by Chelsea, Erin, and of all people, Gina Alibrio! We departed for the cast party.
Okay. I'm not a snob or anything, but seriously. Wow. I had no idea how old I am. There I was at an Emerson undergrad party, thinking to myself: "these kids are so much younger than me." After about an hour and a half. we decided to get rhe hell out of there.
We took a cab to the Encore piano lounge. Ralph was closing it up 'cause it was near 2am (fucking Boston and its 2am closings...). We had 1 drink, then went up to the hotel room to drink the pints I brought.
THAT was amazing. Mary Ann is beautiful, and I've totally missed her. We stayed up chatting till past 4am. My memory gets hazy, as i was really really drunk. But we finally passed out after a tearful goodbye to Mary Ann. I had planned to take a train in the next day while Akilah, Doro and Rere were going to stay till Monday.
I awaken incredibly hungover around noon. Rachel tells me that I kicked her in my sleep. We decide to grab lunch at Sweetwater. As we're exiting City Place...BAM! There's my ex, Adam, standing in front of the PPC. I shout: "Well, look who it is!" We hug, and have a long conversation about what we're doing with our lives right now.
God. Adam. I think I still love him.
We part ways and I head for Back Bay Station. I made the 1:15 to New York no problem, and met my collaborators that evening.
Sunday night, I called Mary Ann alone from my Apt. to see how they were doing in Beantown. They were at Encore. Singing the theme song to Cheers. I wanted to be there SO much.
We can't go back, can we? I attended an undergraduate party at Emerson, but felt so wrong in doing so. I've spent post after post on here bemoaning the fact that I'm not there. Trouble is, I gotta remember why I'm HERE. I've got to live in the NOW. It's so hard, but so true. Life moves on. Life changes.
Change, Greg. Change.