BUT, i truly believe that i've made up for it in the last three nights.
Warning: drunk update
Thursday night:
the family
Final edition of the paper. Sad day. Actually, it wasn't really that sad, it was quite anticlimactic. I layed out my pages, made my final edits and went home. I took a nap. Then, at 9:30, i got a call from the managing editor that we were going to be meeting, as a staff, at the Crowbar (neat-ass bar) for some drinks. I called my editor to see if this was legit and he told me yes, that a we were meeting up for a quick drink to celebrate the end of an era.
he emphasized that it was only one quick drink, that he, along with others, had much to do the following day. I also, had much to do.
my rock and roll counterpart in an alternate universe.
But, one drink quickly turned into many, and within 30 minutes, much of the staff was drunk. The best thing about getting drunk with newspaper workers are the stories. Everyone has amazing memories. The photo department was also there, cameras in hand to document the event. The results were amazing.
I ended up walking home (21 blocks), drunk as fuck, to a nice cozy bed.
by the way, menos el oso is fucking amazing.
Friday night
the stages.
Battle of the fucking Bands. My favorite event of the year. Not because I enjoy the bands, but it is the one event that brings everyone out of the woodwork. Fratboys unite with hippies, jocks unite with the skaters -- EVERYONE shows up for the event.
anyway, I was one of the judges for the show, so I was there, in the middle of a sea of people, on a majestical pedistal, pen in hand, documenting every slight nuance of the bands.
one of the organizers of the show, the beautiful ms. christina, gave us a healthy supply of Red Bull. I enjoyed that. She also gave me her pink Nalgene full of 'water' -- I explained that i had my own water, but she winked at me, set the bottle down and walked away.
it was filled with vodka.
amazing.
i proceded to get *totally* drunk -- I don't think i've had so much fun in all of the four years i've been here.
The rest of the evening was spent walking from place to place, imbibing more and more booze, enjoying the joy that comes from finishing yet another year of school.
saturday night
god damn, i'm awesome
cocktail party. i got drunk with a gorgeous girl. simply amazing. again, i walked home narly 20 blocks, but this time, i was wearing some jazzy dress-shoes. my feet hurt.
i love you all.
YES!
Eric is lord of the Photoshop.
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