i love you more than i did the week before
karissa: ... and right after i took a shower you called and i was like "i have no clothes on".
laura: that seemed to be the theme every time i called you today.
yes, karissa had a much more satisfactory day than i did. although mine was most excellent on its own.
d-day: a picture story!
as you know, we started bright and early, with the time-honored 9 AM d-day shot; gin, natch. isn't our bar pretty?
note the schnapps. i took some with me into the shower. boy was i excited for d-day to get underway! full of anticipation, i danced. (that's me in the green shirt)
my roommate followed suit.
liz came back around 11:30, with vodka and our special "UR DRINKING/D-Day 2005/No Bitch Drinks" t-shirts, which she and her best friend jules made. we thought they were hot, and put them on. i made an asinine face, too. (l-r me, holly, liz)
we drank some more and had an awesome dance party, dj'd by yours truly.
at some point in here, we gave ted a UR DRINKING tshirt (and if you can't pick out who's ted, die)
and he gave us beer
and holly fell down.
we also talked to shady jay. i'm not sure when. this is the point where my memory starts getting fuzzy. i undertook to spill the beer on liz and holly's floor. holly slipped on it, giving her the opening to utter the words "beer is invisible and makes you injure your crotch". (those are holly's legs sticking out on the side.)
holly also found this lovely hat, and monocles.
we started showing off party tricks,
and generally having an excellent time,
but we couldn't help wondering when karissa was going to show up. finally, she arrived. (l-r karissa and laura standing, liz doing the arms, and me doing the double chin. you should know who's who by now so no more annotation for you, glenn coco)
it was time to to to the res quad, where the d-day action was. holly took a very long time with her shoes, because she was slightly less than coherent, and we had difficulty holding the elevator for her (because we were in the same condition). finally, i did this. it was completely intentional.
outside we took a ride on the whack-nasty statues that grace our front lawn.
in so doing holly injured her ankle. i hope it's better today. when we got to the res quad, the first thing we did was find this nice fellow who was carting around rum and coke in a coffee carafe. he had only one more drink left and he very courteously gave it to me. you can see the carafe, sort of.
we proceeded inside, where there was some rank ska band about to perform. i'm not sure how this happened, since this guy is unbeknownst to me (though knownst to laura and karissa)
and i'm equally unsure where this came from
but at some point the band started playing, and either i was whining or i was short, so laura picked me up so i could see.
after the band stopped we took some group pictures, and i looked totally piratey (i'll tell you who's who cause you haven't seen some of these people before. l-r, top step: holly and liz; next step: laura, karissa, and brad; penultimate step: myself and dan; bottom step: emily)
and then we went over to wilson commons so that i could karaoke, but those pictures are on my non-digital camera, so we'll skip that and go to the ferris wheel. we met dave and willie (dave with the fro, willie without) on the way out
and spotted brad and emily canoodling.
holly and laura shared a seat, and i shared one with liz. liz was ecstatic about the arrangement, as you can see.
someone clever took this aerial shot. isn't the small bit of campus that you can see pretty?
by this point it was around four and we started back to the room, but sadly, it was not soon enough for liz. she was crushed by a passing golf cart.
we got super pissed at the guy driving the cart, so we flipped out and killed him. then we started wailing on our guitars. next, we saved liz, and posed on the captured vehicle.
also, at some point, there was a dude in a cow suit. the end.
laura: that seemed to be the theme every time i called you today.
yes, karissa had a much more satisfactory day than i did. although mine was most excellent on its own.
d-day: a picture story!
as you know, we started bright and early, with the time-honored 9 AM d-day shot; gin, natch. isn't our bar pretty?
note the schnapps. i took some with me into the shower. boy was i excited for d-day to get underway! full of anticipation, i danced. (that's me in the green shirt)
my roommate followed suit.
liz came back around 11:30, with vodka and our special "UR DRINKING/D-Day 2005/No Bitch Drinks" t-shirts, which she and her best friend jules made. we thought they were hot, and put them on. i made an asinine face, too. (l-r me, holly, liz)
we drank some more and had an awesome dance party, dj'd by yours truly.
at some point in here, we gave ted a UR DRINKING tshirt (and if you can't pick out who's ted, die)
and he gave us beer
and holly fell down.
we also talked to shady jay. i'm not sure when. this is the point where my memory starts getting fuzzy. i undertook to spill the beer on liz and holly's floor. holly slipped on it, giving her the opening to utter the words "beer is invisible and makes you injure your crotch". (those are holly's legs sticking out on the side.)
holly also found this lovely hat, and monocles.
we started showing off party tricks,
and generally having an excellent time,
but we couldn't help wondering when karissa was going to show up. finally, she arrived. (l-r karissa and laura standing, liz doing the arms, and me doing the double chin. you should know who's who by now so no more annotation for you, glenn coco)
it was time to to to the res quad, where the d-day action was. holly took a very long time with her shoes, because she was slightly less than coherent, and we had difficulty holding the elevator for her (because we were in the same condition). finally, i did this. it was completely intentional.
outside we took a ride on the whack-nasty statues that grace our front lawn.
in so doing holly injured her ankle. i hope it's better today. when we got to the res quad, the first thing we did was find this nice fellow who was carting around rum and coke in a coffee carafe. he had only one more drink left and he very courteously gave it to me. you can see the carafe, sort of.
we proceeded inside, where there was some rank ska band about to perform. i'm not sure how this happened, since this guy is unbeknownst to me (though knownst to laura and karissa)
and i'm equally unsure where this came from
but at some point the band started playing, and either i was whining or i was short, so laura picked me up so i could see.
after the band stopped we took some group pictures, and i looked totally piratey (i'll tell you who's who cause you haven't seen some of these people before. l-r, top step: holly and liz; next step: laura, karissa, and brad; penultimate step: myself and dan; bottom step: emily)
and then we went over to wilson commons so that i could karaoke, but those pictures are on my non-digital camera, so we'll skip that and go to the ferris wheel. we met dave and willie (dave with the fro, willie without) on the way out
and spotted brad and emily canoodling.
holly and laura shared a seat, and i shared one with liz. liz was ecstatic about the arrangement, as you can see.
someone clever took this aerial shot. isn't the small bit of campus that you can see pretty?
by this point it was around four and we started back to the room, but sadly, it was not soon enough for liz. she was crushed by a passing golf cart.
we got super pissed at the guy driving the cart, so we flipped out and killed him. then we started wailing on our guitars. next, we saved liz, and posed on the captured vehicle.
also, at some point, there was a dude in a cow suit. the end.