Monday, December 26, 2005

i go out on friday night and i come home on saturday morning.

You can download the song that this post got it's name from here:http://rapidshare.de/files/9882109/Specials_The-Friday_Night__Saturday_Morning.mp3.html

Ian should be down it, since it's sort of ska.
Fuck, do I hate ska, but this shit is alright.

Friday at Bob's, Saturday at Ted's, Sunday at Jake's (the last two will be up pretty soon.) Ben, Elena and I were there all three days, because that's how we roll. Hope everyone had a good Christmas. [Get back to the city soon, I'm fucking bored.]


Day #1:

We went to Bob's on Friday because his roomate was gone for the weekend.

Ben was there.

So was I.

Asia showed up too.

Ben made faces while Bob just stared off into the distance, and I kept looking for something to watch.




All of those were taken by Elena, by the way. We went up to Bob's roof for a bit. But his neighbor is a dick so this is the only picture I have from up there. Elena loves the 80's, obvs.

Ian and Elena's friends were in town from Colorado. Ian was showing them how we roll.




Ben seemed confused. He wasn't sure if Colarado had seceeded from the U.S. in the Great Battle of '72. "Aren't you'all imigrants then?" he kept asking.

Brenda (or possibly Amanda, I'm bad with names sometimes) just laughed at the ignorant European.

Elena, still there.

Ian, still drinking.

Then he decided to throw his hat out of Bob's window. Smooth criminal steez.




It only went on the fire escape. Bob then closed the window. Ian then proceeded to tell us all how much of a bad ass he is. Boooring.







Asia started talking about something and I just tuned out. That's not how we're supposed to roll, but whatever,shit was agony.

Brenda took those last few pictures. These too.




On the whole, we were pretty bored. Elena loves giving the finger, obvs.




Then, when we couldn't take it anymore we left. Can't leave without mentioning what street we were on (although, in all reality, we were up the block.)




+p.s.

Saturday & Sunday posts coming soon.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

just say no.

This one is for those who were lucky (?) enough to be at Elena's place last Thursday evening.
Everybody was indeed on drugs.
Well, except for me of course. I'm going xsoberx for a while. I wish I was kidding.

Pictures of stoners:

So I met the GS at Elena's. Ian was already there. Checking his fucking MySpace, as usual.

Bob and Asia were there too.

"Hey we should get me some booze."

To which the ghost of Asia replied, "Hey asshole, you already have a Sparks in your hand." Jake came in before Ian could respond with a snarky comment. Everybody was glad to see him and we all got caught up on his new employment status.


Ian and Jake were in the mood for something stronger than Mike's Hard Lemonade, Heineken and Sparks.

Jake was stressed from a hard day of work.


While calls were being made, we took some pictures.







Then the delivery came. That marked the start of the first ever GS Marisauna. Shit was intense.


Highlights:


"No, no, FUCK YOU dude! That shit is not cool!"


"Whatver, why don't you just fucking hit me then?"

"Shit, sure."

"Wha-"


"Hey!-where's the pot?"


"OK, I'm cool now. Fuck, it's hot in there."


Jake did a little improv.


Ian just kept doing that fucking 'boop boop boop boop' from 24.


And Elena had to keep putting her hands in front of her facce and saying, "Ian goddamit! say it don't spray it!"


When not covering herself, Elena ate. Per usual. As Asia kept drinking. Typical.


Then the 'red & black eXpress' came through and everybody left in a hurry. We were banished to the staircase.


Somehow Elena got us back in to the place, shes bro'd out like that.



Hey look! It's Celine. She rules.

Ian managed to spill beer all over the rug. Douche.


But there was still some left.

Hey look! It's Kristin. She's blurry. Typical.


Jake was way into Mean Girls during all of this and did not find Ian's shit amusing.


Ian, on the other hand, was very amused by his shit.


So Jake tried to light Ian's crotch on fire. (Luckiest picture I've ever taken, this happened so quickly that you would not believe.)

I had to take Ian out for a smoke break, if not he probably wouldn't be alive right now. His thoughts on the matter: "Sowee."


After it was pretty obvious that we were never going to finish Mean Girls with Ian in the area, we decided to head over to the #1 after-hours bagel spot, Dizzy Izzy's.