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
• monday.