What a week
May 31st, 2004 by Sarin
What a week it has been. I guess you can say this was the first full week of summer. Usually around this time, I don’t do much besides taking some time off before I have to work. Only this time I don’t have a definite job until July, and the economy, is well slow.
But other than that, I think things took off on Tuesday. Old bud Meghan asked me to go to ’80’s night at Providence’s Club Hell. And I haven’t seen her since probably Thanksgiving and the idea of dancing on a Tuesday will always attract my attention. So Meghan, Jay Ward and I begin drinking and dancing the night away. I was experiencing reverse sticker shock when most of the drinks at Club hell, even cocktails, could be bought for less than 4 dollars. It is quite different from the 6 - 7 dollar cocktails bought at maybe classier establishments. Other than that, the crowd at Club Hell doesn’t even drink that much. There are either a) too young or b) straight edged bondage queens.
On Wednesday, I finally took it under my wing to actually take a day and watch TV. Not broadcast TV but more like catching up. I finished 24 on tape, but not like I was really following it that well, and I also saw House of Sand and Fog. On Thursday morning (well for me it was morning), I got to go out to lunch with 4 great ladies. I am not going to say it is tough to be me, but heck, I take what comes.
So after lunch we’re sitting at Ben & Jerry’s and I was occasionally tired from lack of caffeine. Alicia had the great idea of getting bombed in the middle of the day. We took a little side trip to our trusty neighborhood liquor store and bought us a handle of Raspberry Vodka. I did drink pretty fast and was almost looking for that bottle of water at like 4 in the afternoon. While drunk we were not; I sure as hell don’t remember those 4 laps we did walking around the mall after our drinking escapades.
And Alicia and I had the great idea of trying on clothes at The Gap. Complete humor can only come out of that situation considering our level or sobriety, but trying on clothes while you’re tipsy almost makes you fall over. Now the essence of this would be that I was feeling ambitious and wanted to see if I could fit in a 32 waist pants size, a size I could fit in back when I was in middle school. Even after the abundance of drinking coke and alcohol (bloated stomach), I still had an inch swimming. And this morning when I woke up, I could only feel, and no longer pinch, like a half inch of flab. This is after a long weekend of eating multiple burgers, hot dogs, pork chops, and massive amounts of beer.
What the hell is going on here?
I also got to see Mean Girls later that night, and was very impressed. The acting from the characters was above par, and the writing from Tina Fey, well, is the beginning of a promising start. I wouldn’t say the movie was ’sexy’, there’s certainly none of that, but I could say it was ‘pretty’, and c’mon I can’t look at these girls. Plus I would like to add that the look of the movie will be ripped off by kiddos too young to be flaunting.
On Friday I lazed out and didn’t even realize it was like 9 o clock. Tony took me to Ricky’s party but I haven’t had much to eat. I was playing phone tag with Ron and Adam earlier in the day and eventually it ended up with an appearance at Ricky’s. 6 or 7 beers later on an empty stomach and I was making cat pussy jokes. You don’t want to know.
Earlier, on that Friday, my mom gave me $40 and told me to buy food for the weekend because her and my dad were going away this weekend to do some work on the house they bought in upstate New York. I looked at the money, and I said to myself, I sure as hell am not going to use this money for food. I kept it aside, and on Saturday I bought 2 30s of beer and announced an outdoor beirut party. Regular Cranston crew showed up, but not all the beer was drunk. I didn’t even really stay on my own table that much. It was ‘alright’ but I always wish I could just bring down the house.
I guess my house isn’t a good party designation. In time, after weekend and weekend, I guess more and more people can be accustomed to my location because I still do believe I almost live too close to Providence for my house to be considered Cranston. I hope after more weekends of my parents leaving, I can expect strangers and more new people I don’t expect to see. I guess I will always be spoiled by the ease of the Gables, and UNH.
So it is Memorial Day afternoon and I went to JT’s barbecue last night that lasted for about 5 hours. The weekend isn’t over, but it feels like I have had enough. Never has having an extra day given me so much time to do things. I have been at least buzzed for the past 4 days and seen some people I haven’t seen in months all weekend. And I have plunked down more burgers, dogs, and light beer but I feel skinnier than when the week began.
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