SO this was a good weekend.
Too much really to elaborate on in great detail, but beginning with Thursday and ending last night (Monday) I saw a lot of good people, went some fun places and spent too much money enjoying myself in excess.
Thursday I saw old friends from High School and did a lot of catching up. Friday was girls night and we went out and danced till we could no longer keep our eyes open. The walk home was torture on our sore feet and I have the blisters to prove it. Saturday I worked and went out to Pravda for the first time, not because I wanted to, but because friends got me in for free and bought me drinks, so now I can say I’ve been there and I still don’t understand the stupid line outside, nor the guest list, or even the ridiculous price of drinks. However the company I was in was exceptional. Sunday I met up with Keiran, Alex, Max, NateDog and the whole 7th floor. Alright not the whole seventh floor, but significant representation was made by DC. We played at FAO and got tasty food. Kieran complained when I wanted to go home 4 hours later, so I stayed for one more hour and then finally had to call it a night. I’d grossed about 8 hours of sleep in three days and it was Sunday. Plus the Dennis Leary ROAST was on and I couldn’t miss that. So I came home chatted with Christine whose parents are freaking out about the location of our apartment. Hopefully they won’t revoke their agreement to pay for her rent while shes in grad school. Else I’m out another roommate. Hmmm then last night I went to SissyK’s with Mike for 1$ beers. Man who knew Monday nights in a bar could be so happening. There was karaoke, which went from bad to worse, but was highly amusing. A ton of people packed into a small space. Cheap tasty food. And a bar fight! I’ve never witnessed one before, but all of a sudden theres a space on the totally packed dance floor and arms are swinging, bouncers are coming out of the woodwork trying to pin these two guys, girls are screaming and I’m totally gawking. It took probably a full 30 seconds for the boucers to get ahold of these two guys and they literally threw the one guy to the curb. It was awesome! The dude was huge and for some reason he had his shirt off… he got up like a pro and was ready for more, seething and all hulk bursting veins like. The bouncers were screaming get the hell out and one pushed him down the street further off the premises. Meanwhile there’s some girl whose 21st bday it was trying to chase after him and someones holding her back and shes crying. HA total havoc. It was great. So we got drunk and ate dinner, plus had a great show for like 20$ total. Ahhhhh it feels good.
Now I’m supposed to be at work, but I’m still in my PJ’s on LJ. doh.
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