Well, I can't/won't take it back, because I meant it, but it was a rather intoxicated post. I was irritated and frankly, I still am. But nonetheless I had a fabulous weekend. I really couldn't have asked for much more, as it was Alumni Weekend at my lovelyyy, guidorific alma mater (guidorific is only half true, not EVERYONE is like that...but it's funny to joke about 'those guys'--and the words 'alma mater' just made me sound very old). Great time seeing friends and drinking during the day for no reason other than that's what goes down on Alumni Weekend.
Once again, myself and my closest amigas frequented our favorite dive bar. Once again, I came into contact with Abs, who actually gave myself and my friends free drinks all night. When I say 'gave', I use that term very loosely, considering everytime he'd open a beer for someone I would slyly take it out of his hands and pass it off to one of my friends or keep it for myself. And when I say 'all night', that could be any duration of time, I really have no idea...intoxication ensued on Saturday night, end of story. The best part is, I actually was drunk enough to call him out on posting pictures of myself and my friends on his CreepSpace. I also refered to him as Abs, something I use only for this blog, to ensure that his anonymity is kept.
Along with Abs, considering he isn't actually employed at the Dive Bar, came seeing Mufasa, who actually IS employed at the Dive. Ai Jesus (Ai Jesus = oh god, in Portuguese, FYI). I (proudly) obtained a pretty sweet (and sweaty, liquor-stained) Alumni Weekend t-shirt that they were giving out if you arrived early enough. Due to the fact I was drinking heavily, I did not arrive early enough, therefore I obtained MUFASA'S pretty sweet (and sweaty, liquor-stained) Alumni Weekend t-shirt. Ai Jesus. Much chit-chat occured, "catching up" in under 10 minutes and asking each other how we were doing and vise versa. Then, he HAD to drop the line "I miss you, Kris". He just had to, didn't he? Doesn't it just make sense that the second he is, in all cliche-ness, out of sight out of mind, that he decides it's appropriate to let me know that he misses my existence? Ai Jesus. So what do I say? "Yea, yea I miss you, too". WHAT?! Oh hey, dignity? Self-respect? Yea, CIAO! because I decided it was also appropriate to let him know that I missed him, with no regard to the dignity and self-respect things. I mean, as my friends and I love to say, he was great before he started sucking. I'm still trying to figure out if this is something I'm going to do, to sort of, re-initiate things...I guess you'll need to stay tuned.
Moving on--now it's Monday. I'm absolutely exhausted, I'm currently chugging a Venti Skinny Vanilla Latte in hopes of some sort of revival of my energy so I can head to the library and continue the slave labor that is known as my M.B.A. and quite frankly, that's not how I intended on spending my Monday night. On the upside, I think I may tune in and watch (get ready...) 'The Hills' tonight on MTV. I know what you're thinking. "Wow, this Kristen, she sure likes intelligent media". And the response to that is no, no I do not. I love The Hills, I love LOST and I adore Perez Hilton. So much for intelligent media.
The only real reason I'm writing this right now is because Tamara has this shit bookmarked on her computer and whenever she's bored she somehow turns it into me having to write a blog entry. Beyond that, I'm also waiting for a 20-page document to print from my computer that is taking entirely too long.
Is it time to go to Spain yet?
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