The Weekend

I haven't written anything of great importance on here in a while....and I'm not changing that here. As I sit here sipping nasty red wine (I'm gonna get my $6 worth, dammit) and jamming out to the newly-discovered Chillout Album (by the way this compilation is fucking incredible), I have decided to reflect on the weekend that was.

The big event I looked forward to last week was the Black & White party. This thing was so big that I went and bought clothes for it (Chris hardly ever buys himself new clothes - more on this later). This party (at Cuba Libre) was as great as advertised. Good drinks, good music, good company. Yea, we got trashed (Jaegermeister, you're my only friend) and went to Spill and other places for a bit before eventually turning it in). So that was Friday.

I woke up Saturday with the type of hangover that makes me want to stop drinking for life. So I decided right then that I was not going out Saturday night. Fortunately, I had gotten Subway for dinner on Friday and had 6 inches of meatball sub goodness to help fight the headache. Then I went to the mall and, for the second time in a week, bought aparrel for myself (unprecedented, I know). In a move that I will openly admit was a complete copy from my friend Beau, I got a pair of bright white Puma kicks. I will only be sport these on select nights.

Saturday night was pretty much exactly as planned. I didn't go out. Just drank some wine and chilled.

Today, for the most part, has been a typical Sunday. I got up at noon, did some homework, and watched tv. Florida and Georgetown advanced to the Final Four to join Ohio State and UCLA in the fight for the national championship of college basketball.

Ok, I have to do a negotiations assignment for tomorrow.

Stay up y'all.