i'm not looking for sympathy,
this weekend went pretty great until today. let's start with friday.
Friday
+Get into ISU around 11. Park near Manchester, and unload. Knock the kinks out of my back.
/Lock the bikes up.
/Bring items into Liz's room.
+Go to the party bunker.
+Pregame.
+Party.
-Fratty douchebags at party.
+Musical control at party.
-Liz Dommer. Period.
Saturday
+Wake up.
-Room is like a cave.
+Huge breakfast at Watterson cafeteria. At noon.
-Seeing shitty bands.
+Maybe a ska band?
-Shitty ska band.
+Predator drinking game.
/Trip to Wesleyan.
+Hanging with Sandra.
/Flight of the Conchords.
+Harold's Chicken Shack?
+Super Smash Brothers, Brawl.
Sunday
The worst. I'm actually going to type out what happened here.
First, we took Sam out to breakfast, that was fine.
I forgot my sweatshirt in eric's room, and he didn't wake up till i'd been on the road for an hour. So, no sweatshirt. Halfway home, Chris asks if we can help Kristiana Zerom (from Jones) move out of her mom's house, apparently unbeknownst to said mom. i said sure.
we get to the house and load up. Chris and I ride in the van, Kristiana and her aunt ride in a small chevy in front of us. we get to the parking garage, and Chris and I immediately tense up. The ladder rack on the van just barely makes it underneath the clearance of the garage ceiling, and still scrapes on some pipes on the way up. we're slated to arrive on the 5th level of the garage, but can't make it past the fourth. to be near an elevator, we travel back down to the third level. In the process, the rear section of the ladder rack is ripped off by a low-hanging pipe. literally.
i flip.
we unload the van, and kristiana tries to console me by telling me she'll pay for it, and that also there will be a party soon. i don't care, i just want to get home, so i can get my dad yelling at me over and done with. chris and i travel down another level slowly, not wanting to rip the other section of the roof rack off. it almost happens with the front section as we begin to exit the second level. i'm forced to reverse and back into a parking space that belongs to someone else, risking a $200. chris and kristiana's aunt leave to go to target and buy a wrench with which to remove the roof rack.
chris comes back, we take off the rack and leave.
i drop chris at home, go home, get chewed out by my dad, etc. i replace the roof rack on the van, and take the chairs out of it, so it's ready for my dad to use for work the next day.
now i'm in an argument with kat that's lasted about an hour, and apparently i'm always saying the wrong things.