storey

Okay. Lets see here. I believe that I left off on wednesday of last week. Ya thats was the last update. So since then I say The Passion of the Christ. The movie floored me simply cuz it was so emotional. Now Im not a religous guy but just all the emotion involved in a story like that gets to you and eventually you submit and let it have its way with you. My mother cried, my friend cried, hell even I cried a little(after it was all said and done, not in front of them) simply cuz I couldnt sit there and watch all this really shitty stuff happend to a good person and not feel something. I mean, all the unbelievable religous stuff aside, what Jesus went through was really shitty. The dude was just talking about peace and love and they killed him for it.

Ok, lets move on. Thursady night was just a sad attempt at making friends. Me and Henry went to a bar that I have no business being in (he does, he has friends there) among people that I really dont care for. (that being the typical college kid, you know the kind that thinks they know everything and that the world should function according to their philosiphy) Anyway all the people I talked to just talked and talke. I couldnt get a word in. So thats how that went.

Fast forword to Saturday. Belated Mardi Gras party. The party was in Boulder. Now I like the town of boulder cuz its just a beautiful town but I hate the people. Theyre just like kids at the bar for the most part. I do know some nice boulderites but not many. Anyway the party was great. Much like that last one. There were, I believe 5 DJs spinning throughout the night. 2 on the ground floor and 3 in the basement running in 2 hour shifts. It was rockin to say the least. And of course the booze flowed like wine and the fire spinners were out in full force in the snow. There as alot of exchanging beads for boobs as well. There was alot of male breast action going on at the party too (mainly mine). We all dressed up too. When I find a picture of the suit I wore I will post it. I had silver pants, boots and tie with a gold and silver jacket and a black shirt. This was all capped off by a half and half gold/black mask. I was stylin if I do say so myself (and I do!) (often ) Savage_Henry was there as well, making his rounds, being a smooth bastard. I met alot of good people for these were not mere boulderites but the kind of people that actually like other people who have diverse opinions. So now I have appointments to learn how to make chain mail, drink and appraise mead and learn how to do fire spinning. Its a shame that I dont remember many names since my memory for names goes right out the window when I drink. I vaguely remember giving my number out several times but Im not sure to who. So that will be interesting. There was a party next door to ours too but they were charging a cover to enter. How shitty is that? I was attempting to put together a strike team from my party to raid their party for being such assholes. But the cops beat me too it! They left our party alone for some reason so it was all good. My memory gets hazy as the night wears on and the next thing I know Im home and telling Henry that Im not passed out. Then it was morning. And that brinds us to here.

So I had a blast and I hope that all of you do as well in the coming days. Your assignment, should you choose to accept it (and will cuz im not giving you a choice on this one) is go out and have some damn fun sometime this week and tell me what you did.

Heres to you guys for bothering to read this!