sinus

I'm on the plane back to Chicago from Boulder and I have so much pressure in my nose and glands for some reason. I think I might die. (BTW has anyone ever tried a Nettypot? sp? I think I might get one when I get off this godawful plane ride and seem if it helps.) So, in an attempt to take my mind off of it, I am going to recap the legendary weekend I just spent with moroccan friends via my iPod.

The first thing we did when we got off the plane was went to the liquor store to stock up for the weekend. Our Friday night was amazing to say the least. We pregamed a little, got ready, and went out to the bars. Started off the night with carbombs at this Irish pub called O'Conners. Gordy, a friend from my high school days, joined us; an amazing addition. I don't really want to get into the gory details of the rest of this night but here are the highlights: Irish carbombs, round midnight (the bar), kissing on a bus, cops, yelling at strangers, a trash can, and much more. Perfection?

Oh my, the pressure.

Let's just say Saturday was....rough. We finally woke up around noon and the subsequent 5 hours were spent laying on the couches, watching Bring it On, annihilating an entire pizza, a large dose of Jeopardy, and complaining about our conditions. We finally stripped ourselves off the couches when our friend Evan invited us out for sushi. We got up to take showers, however, that was quickly put aside when we realized Sarah's ID was nowhere to be found. Not only did we want to go out that night, but Sarah was supposed to be flying home the next day with no other forms of identification. At one point Sarah was on the phone with TSA while Alex and I ripped through his room trying to find it. The last time we had seen it was when a certain someone (Sarah) handed it to a cop who had pulled over to investigate. Regardless, Alex thankfully found it under his hamper. How it got there? No idea.

Pressure, pushing down on me, pushing down on me....

The sushi was orgasmic. Literally. I ordered a multiple orgasm roll which was delish. Other rolls ordered included: foreplay roll, climax roll, the regular orgasm roll, 69 roll, etc. BEST SUSHI EVER. The rest of this chill night was spent drinking beers, playing darts on state-themed teams, and meeting the infamous Bryan Browne. Post-bars Evan, Alex, and I went and got gyros from a little stand in the main square. Those were amazing as well and almost better than the sushi we gorged ourselves on earlier. While eating our gyros, we also got to witness an older, drunk man (maybe 60 or 70?) picking fights with drunk 20yr olds. To each their own, old man. Then, driving home Evan asked, "hey you guys want to do doughnus in the parking lot?"....Yes. We did doughnuts for a good 30 minutes. Alex and I had our heads hanging out the window and snow was pouring into the car. I think there may have been more snow in the car than outside, but whatevs. Worth it. We went home for another round, called our mutual friend John, and went to bed around 5am.

The next morning we woke up a little later than we wanted to. Shocking. Alex and I went and scooped up Sarah then headed out for some bloodymary's and cheeseburgers. Perfection for the morning after.

Whew, we just landed and the pressure is dunzo! Thank God. Well, this must be a sign anyway because this post was getting a little long. Needless to say, the weekend was epic. One for the books and hopefully repeated many times to come.

peace

I am so at peace with my life right now. God could not have possibly blessed my life in many more ways; I am thankful beyond what I can even fathom. Today I got mad because the airline made me pay 20 dollars to check my luggage and I had to go through security twice. How can I be mad about something so trite when Haitians are without food, water, and are mourning over their loved ones that are dying before their eyes and there's nothing they can do about it? So, sitting on this plane listening to my awesome airport mix, I can't help but feel a new respect and love for the amazing life I lead. As lame as this may sound I hope everyone reading this can feel the same peace and hope for their life as I feel about mine right now. I am content; I am free.

Numero Uno

Sometimes I wonder whether or not the seemingly eccentric occurences of my life are only hilarious in my perspective or if my life affairs are truly abnormal. Regardless, this blog is dedicated to the ludicrous, bizarre, and mostly mundane events of my early 20's. Take it or leave it, this is my life. Welcome.