what a great weekend! see, this is why i have no regret being done with college. i’m fairly certain that i’m having just as much, but probably actually more fun now than i ever have. all these people that are all afraid of graduating and leaving the safe haven of education and irresponsibility must just be doing it wrong.

friday night we went to a party for a girl twice removed from me and full of people i personally didn’t know at all. and i didn’t drive. so it was a ticket to act like a clown, which i did, but had a great time of it. i was talking all kinds of shit against these guys we beat in foosball twice in a row and i think they didn’t realize i was just being a jerk as a joke. i mean, who sincerely has foosball bravado? oh well. then later some girls we were talking to were complaining of some guy that kept bothering them, and when he came back and told us his name was hal i kept pretending i misheard him and calling him pal the whole rest of the night. i get so clever sometimes, i don’t know where it comes from. at least i didn’t make fun of the girl with one leg like my roommate did. or the french people at the party, like our driver/friend did. i stuck with harassing good old pal. (although saying, “well, at least the one she has is pretty nice” is about as funny as it is offensive).

last night at josh’s birthday was equally great. everyone seemed fun and friendly and for some reason girls were talking to me and putting their arms around me and i think that was the most action i’ve got in several months. i’m such a slut. i might have had a chance with one of them if she didn’t disappear hours before the party ended — i found out later from josh she had just passed out upstairs in one of the hostess’s beds. if only i were more thourough in my search and less thourough in my ethics. maybe next time.

tonight is the conan o’brien 10th anniversary sunday sunday sundae party here at our place. come enjoy the only bright light of late night during prime time, and bring a sundae topping. we’ll have heaps of vanilla ice cream and the rest is up to our bevy of guests. i hope someone brings brownie bits, that’d be fucking sweet.