a couple weekends ago, i flew home for a week and had some freakishly good-ass food. during the weekend, a bunch of us holed ourselves up in a van and trekked on up to vegas for some excellent partying and debauchery--but for a good reason! it was simone's 24th birthday (omg, we're aging ppl). the drive seemed like it took forever and we did not arrive until after midnight, but as soon as we set foot on the casino floor, we booked it straight to the bar and got it started. we all gambled and drank well into the morning hours. it would've been nice to sleep in the next day, however, we were all only afforded a few hours of sleep. we got up relatively early (i think noon?) and had lunch at paris, then gambled and drank more. no rest for the wreary... later that night, the guys were going to go to some strip club whilst carol and i were going to smash ourselves at Club Pure in Caesers. eventually, after a bunch of phone calls and some serious lightening speed shopping, we instead all ended up sticking together and going to Tao at the Venetian. it is here that i discovered that joel is one serious ladies man. he was totally chatting it up with the hot topless model that was out at the front. there was a drunk lady there that was seriously POing me, but i later just ended up laughing at her because she was such a stupid drunk. she even came over to our guys and tried to put her arm around them. i liked going clubbing with the guys just because i got to see them all dressed up!!
after the club, the boys got their wish and went to a strip club. i still can't figure out how or why, but carol and i went too. we luxury-ized it up a notch and took a limosine there. this was the first time i've ever been to a strip club. it was definitely an interesting experience. jack got one of the girls to do a lap dance on me. i was totally fine with it until she started rubbing her breasts on my face. um... no thank you! the only person's breasts i let near my face are lynda's! they also got simon a lap dance, being the birthday boy and all. he enjoyed it verra much, but then passed out for the rest of the time there! all in all, my first strip club experience was purely mediocre. the girls on stage that were dancing were very un-exciting, and our boys were so boring! not a drop of debauchery or male idiocy. they said it was because us girls were there. oh GAWD.
vegas was fun, as always. we may as well have had a catheter directly feeding us an alcohol drip all day, seeing as how we were all drinking constantly. i lost only what i brought, which i don't even cry over because it pales in comparison to what the guys collectively lost: almost $8000! consider how many cd bags i could've gotten with that? (speaking of, i saw the most awesome CD bag, but i mournfully put it down--the cost was higher than my rent!) most of my loses was due to game 4 of the Angels vs. the Yankees... but then, if i start talking about baseball now, i'll lose total sight of this blog.
southern california was oh so beautiful the week that i was home. SUNNY. skirts and flip flops. it was heaven. and then i got on the plane and came back to boston to find it freezing and under a gray cloud of miserable rain.
i thought that in coming back to boston, my drinking would be minimized to minimal opportunities. it seems instead, though, that the amount of drunkeness has not ceased very much at all. we drink nearly both days of the weekend, every weekend, and if there are no exams in sight, we'll even have mid-week events. not that i'm complaining...
friday night was MCPHS' annual Harvest Ball. although a little cheesy, i was excited for the opportunity to get fancy and have a nice dinner with all of my friends. the pre-party was at Kim's Bar (as always), where we had lots of delicious champagne, as well as a few shots of vodka to go along with it. by the time we left for the venue, i was pretty smashed. and no, dear and intelligent reader, the inebriation did not stop there. bits and pieces are missing from my memory banks, but i recall much good food, good drinks and good (assumingly) dancing. for the post-party, we again returned to Kim's Bar (everybody is always welcome at Kim's Bar) to hang out, watch chinese DVDs, eat chinese food, and have more drinks. with all these events occuring at Kim's Bar, and at such a high frequency, i've been cleaning ALOT lately. i never imagined myself being the hostess, but 'tis quite fun. cleaning still sux, but i suppose the practice of domesticity will come in useful one day. afterall, mom cannot clean after me all the rest of the days of my life. i totally wish she was here the other day, though, when i came face to face with the most heinous and ginormous roach ever! i still squirm at the thought of it.
many things to look forward to in the coming month... more concerts, halloween, outlet shopping, thanksgiving and--gasp--my 23rd. good grief, time flies. rock on kids.