homecoming woot.

almost three straight days of drinking drinking and well, more drinking.

day 1:
pick up shafae with mikey a and sils at the airport. quick drink at home then meet the rest of the crew at patrick's pub. boys' night out. much needed. fugging great. i really need to head there at least once a week. i still complain that they don't have beer on tap, but a local bar is a local bar. damn. drank drank drank. shuffleboard. shuffleboard. shuffleboard (rocked with yags roomate). drank some more. got challenged to darts by a cute girl and her friend kris (who ended up being chris with a c and a penis and her boyfriend - odd how i care - also odd because the only boy willing to stay with me was the only boy there with a serious girlfriend - hmmm). met up with the dudes at rich's place then hoofed it home. good night all around. at home drank a scotch and was slightly dissapointed by the non-awakeness of mikey & dustin, but ya know, we're all getting older.

losers.

day 2:
needed food. so badly. needed food ever so much. good god. i wish i could have puked. yes. that would have made me feel better. but no food = no puke... so i suppose it is actually good i wasn't satiated. irvine farmer's market. not enough real food, this rabbit food not gonna satisfy this empty stomach. le dip and a trip to the uci bookstore cured the post-patricks duldrums. new tshirt and great weather - talk about a good day - continued on at eric's place with brews, indirectly convinced jesse to be non-productive by heading to the spa. good on ya! stomped down to steelhead - had happyhour brews & nachos and with a quick stop at trader joes and the purchase of 12 pints we were ready to go to homecoming.

the list:
ralph cicerone
lizzie bailey + 1
brian danastastro + wife
katy sundell
diandra tamura
christina cheng
kevin chemistry

i remember again why the homecoming game sucks. non-bball fans getting crunked and getting in the way of those of us trying to watch the game. hell, i was partially one of them. uci played okay, but still won. i'd like to make some legitimate commentary about the game, but it is a bit hazy. deffo was more there for the people, not the ball. headed over to gina's, picked up a pitcher to share with meera, luis and andrea, got it just in time for the three of them to bail out on me. mikey left. eric left. it is always fun being left with a pitch all to yourself. lucky for me wes & co rolled up to sop up any leftover booze & food. good job boys. dustin & yagi left. I went with wes & co for a grad student party which was nonexistant. tromped home slowly after being dissapointed by the lack of a party.

day 3:
pippin.
beer.
james.
spa.

great stuff all around.

was invited to a grad student party, it