some anecdotes & images from the weekend:
- sitting @ a cambridge bar eating pizza with katsumi, am regaled by an elderly gentelman who appears to have drunk too much merlot.
- meet friends, go out dancing at shitty college bar. pay cash for bad vodka and acquire bruises from flailing elbows of emaciated BU girls.
- am inexplicably hungover until 3PM Sat afternoon
- at “breakfast” (4PM sat) parents call; invite us to dinner. Invitation declined.
- take in a matinee.
- adjourn to party where we eat jell-o shots and ERINIRE DOES A KEG STAND. (picture courtesy of Bernstein & Andrullli, and is not actually of erinire.)
- am inexplicably not hungover on Sunday
- drive home, watch Oscars, eat much food provided by parents, hooray, it’s