311 - love song
vacation

so this was quite a fuckin' weekend. almost a little vacation. as seen below i was workin' on a disgusting wek until 5pm last friday....took a nap, got some grub and met christian at his place in brooklyn. we walked over to andy's place about 10-15 minutes away for his b-day party. cool people...but i didn't really get to know any of them. i didn't mind, i was havin' a good time just being a wallflower :) oh, and drunk is always good. we started off with 40's and andy had lots more beer in the place....i was well taken care of :)

so after that, christian had two bikes at andy's place (don't worry 'bout why) and there was me, christian and christian's new roomate keri who hye knew from columbia (year above him). very cool girl. so there were three of us and two bikes...a bmx and a 10-speed. i couldn't ride the ten-speed 'cause i'd only ridden dirt bikes as a kid...i wasn't comfortable with the balance of leaning forward on the handlebars. so i rode the bmx and keri tried to hitch a ride on the back of the 10er, which didn't work at all, so she jumped on the back of my bike which had pegs and it was a lot easier. i managed pretty goddam well considering i haven't ridden a bike since like highschool, the bike is made for a 4 foot 12 year old, it was raining, i had a passenger...and i'm forgetting something else...oh yeah...i was DRUNK. haha. it was fine. fun, actually.

so we rode back to christian's place and we heard some music from across the street in another loft so we decide to crash it. we walk in and some dude's askin' me for money. i tell the dude i'll come back after i get my friends (christian and keri had walked right past him..i shoulda' done the same, but he was trying to talk to me). so i go find christian and he says just don't go near the door. the dude eventually finds me and kind of starts guilt tripping me saying i'd return and christian's like, "no man, i live here, this is my boy." the guy asked him again, chrstian reaffirmed that he lives in the building and the dude smiles and says it's okay. in all my years, chrstian is probably the best muthafuckn' liar i've ever been friends with :) good form.

too bad half the time i realize he's lying it's at my expense...bastard ;)

there was this cuban band playing at that place that was really tight. we only stayed for two songs 'cause they were getting shut down, and went back to christian's place.

true to form i couldn't sleep that night (i stayed over there)....or rather...couldn't stay asleep. we got to bed sometime after four....and i woke up at 9am....*shakes head*. i forced myself back to sleep, got up at ten, did it again, got up eleven....i'd set my alarm for 11:30 'cause i was gonna meet my sis. so i roamed around for a bit reading magazines and trying not to make too much noise (his loft is WIDE open...) 'til it was time to go.

i met up with my sister outside of prospect park three subways later (L to the G to the F) and we walked across the park to get to the brooklyn botanical gardens. that was beautiful :) it was kinda dead but they had a bunch of controlled greenhouses that had a bunch of cool shit. they even had a bonsai room :) that was really neat. so vaness, brad and i spent a few hours there and then roamed over to a restaurant on flatbush and prospect that we found in time out magazine. it was called 'city lighting' and it was really fuckin' good. they played the best fucki' music, always love a place for that.

i recognized the area from when we bbq'd at coach's place a few years back and decided to try and find him. called dave who gave me blinn's number who gave me coach's number. thanks guys. coach wasn't home but i left a message. amazingly, he called just as we were finishing dinner, and even more amazingly, lived right down the road on prospect. i'll admit i did feel kinda weird calling this old dude in the middle of brooklyn to bring my sister and her girlfriend to meet my ultimate coach, but whatever, i was in the area and i like coach :) nice to see willard, too. poor guy's gettin' oooold. so we chilled at coach's place for a bit, shootin' the shit. his new girlfriend's movin' in so he built a cabint to put a bunch of stuff he had in a closet to make mroe room for her and stuff. impressive work. i was really surprised but he's like, "i was a carpenter for 12 years before i got into construction." did not know that, very cool.

left coach's at some point...maybe sometime before seven or so and caught the train back home. i was tired as FUCK from not sleeping well, walkin' a whole lot, and being completely stuffed so i took a nap when i got home, went to eric's sometime after 11, and partied 'till about 4:30am again....always fun. ended up here w/ koronets watching 'the scorpion king' w/ goose, who blessed our toilet twice before he bailed, garrett, sam, steiner, who busted two of our lightbulbs but graciously replaced them today, tao, eric, salty, max, who stayed the latest....i think that's all. it was a fun night. and a great weekend.

today consisted of lots of laziness, always a good ending to a week. i might do some job hunt type stuff later tonight...or midterm studying...or....nothing. we'll see.


cheers