migblog

wednesday afternoon, no hangover. and susan, you're old.

the few nights of exhaustion and alcohol have been some of the most memorable i've had here in berkeley, since friends have been all around and no bullshit has gone down -- at least, none that concerns me in the least. i've been getting paid to eat and march; i mean, it can get a lot worse, but i'm having lots of fun as for the moment.

i'm at david's for the hella time this week. it's been good, what with the movies we've been watching and the music we've been listening to. (except we haven't "got pissed and watched porn," but i have a feeling that's coming soon.)

i woke up and my belt was gone. how did that happen?

dinner for the past few days has been on our per diems: mel's diner, tako sushi, west coast pizza. alcohol's been plentiful, too, starting from the drink-like-a-fish wednesday night of awesomeness last week to monday night awesomeness, and last night's four weddings and a funeral extravaganza.

and all this, while we have four-hour rehearsals, tiring the fuck out of our bodies, wringing our energies from eleven in the morning until three in the afternoon. yesterday we did it in the semi-heavy drizzle, the day before in cold, cold weather. but after all of that, after having taken our respective powernaps and munchies and after-rehearsal showers, we all still managed to get together, have good times, and enjoy each other's company.

i think it's amazing that our group of second years has significantly bonded over the past few days, from the end of finals until the end of bowl game rehearsals. but i have a feeling that it's not stopping there. we all love each other too much. (second years, you guys kick ass. and you're not old. you're all copter.) makes me wonder why we didn't do this as often during the semester, but as david says, "i hate school. it gets in the way of bonding."

and so, here i am again, typing an update from david's console, trying to figure out how to waste our afternoons until about four-thirty this afternoon when we embark on the journey that is the bruno family pasghetti-fest. i'm sure there will be copious amounts of food and brunos, while the four of us feel significantly out of place until the night turns into something weird.

christmas is tomorrow. already. which means christmas eve would be tonight, meaning i still feel weird being in berkeley for such a big deal holiday. i've promised myself to call people tonight, wherever they are. i miss all of those kids in socal, and i miss all of those kids in new york, and i miss all of those kids not here in berkeley. it's a weird, transitory place to be, considering the campus is probably populated only by the one hundred forty members of the band going to phoenix in two days.

it's nice to feel alone, and it's even nicer to feel alone with a group of people who are going through the same thing.

have a fantastic christmas eve, everyone.

posted by Open Source Food @ 1:04 PM