last night - ngoc picked me up, we went on a birthday card hunt, then met billy gabby and matty at blackstone. stood in red robin for 45 minutes waiting for everyone, waiting to be seated. finally sat, where i was wedged between ngoc and frank/across from gabby and matty. i had the most entertaining seat in the house fo sho cas frank checked the red robin website before he came so he kept talking about it all night. i was in stitches. after everyone left the restaurant, billy gabby matty kim  meaghan and i stuck around blackstone, but we finally got kicked out of the movie theater lobby an hour later. gab drove me home and i passed out immediately. 

today - woke up, took a shower, got ready, went to danny's basketball game. when that was over, i went back with rachael to her dad's house, where i was forced to watch the rat man episode of scare tactics. pat came to pick us up and rachael and i went with dewey to the mall, and my wallet is considerably lighter. we're at my house now, watching snl and real chance of love.

happy?

happy.

aaaaahhhhh.

it's a beautiful day, i'm seeing all my favorite people this weekend, i have most of my homework done, and i came home to two college acceptances. ballin'

LaughOutLoudx321 (8:16:40 PM): wtfff

LaughOutLoudx321 (8:16:54 PM): why's everyone after you lately?

pioneer this

south - 55

saint john's - 53

home again, jiggity jig

washington was so fun. for new year's eve, we ordered chinese food and watched kathy griffin comedy specials. new year's day we toured some colleges and went to see burn after reading at the draft house. i'm unsure of whether or not i like that movie. brad pitt was a riot, but everyone else drove me nuts. it was kinda pineapple express-ish in that it was soo unexpectedly violent. spoiler alerts brad pitt gets shot in the head, and john malkovich shoots and axes the nicest guy in the whole dumb movie. the whole thing shit the bed from that point on.

yesterday, jack, dewey and i went to the smithsonian museum of natural history to see Deep Sea 3D at the IMAX theater. it ruled. jack and i had lunch (kelly dupont, how's your dad doing?) and then we went to the butterfly farm they had in the museum. it was 85 degrees in there, which was so much fun in a north face and scarf, you guys should all try it sometime. 

we went to the smithsonian american history museum for 5.5 seconds before deciding that it wasn't worth it to go for the millionth time, especially with a crowd that big, so we walked to the fed and got in trouble with a rent-a-cop. joy unbounded.

today was mostly uneventful, besides dewey's headphones getting run over in the parking lot; i almost peed my pants when that happened.

the guy that checked boarding passes at the security checkpoint in the airport gave dewey and jack checkmarks on theirs, and on mine he wrote something that looks suspiciously like "GAY". we saw no yarmulkes this trip, so we started a new count of things spotted in a crowd. birkenstocks ahoy.

i belong in dc.