Yea, so.. I guess this probably wont be a long rant unless the ibuprofen kicks in sooner.

Tonight I went with Wilson and Levres to dinner (outback) and then we saw k-pax.. pretty good film starring kevin spacey. no nudity, but interesting plot.

i spent much of the day nursing my hangover. while i said the usual promise of 'ill never drink again', i am writing this and drinking a fine cold becks.

i guess the more interesting story would be last night's events. i started my weekend off sort of as normal. it was my roommate's birthday, so i guess it started earlier than normal. later on in the evening, i went up stairs. i wasnt sober when i got there, and was farther from it after a while being up there. i am always interested in teh way people 'pre-party'.. usually those over the age of 21 will go to a bar for a while.. kill some pitchers before going to a party. or you can do it cheaper in the comfort of your own home (or someone elses). played some card game. then we went off to pickup the kid that's addicted to amphetimines and his girlfriend.. they actually drove in another car because there was no room.. i went with the two of them. for a meth-head, he's pretty cool. anyway, we went to a house party in amherst.. we were all under the impression it was a dress-up halloween party.. it was not. all of us were dressed up, but no one else at the party was. so we eventually left. we then went to a bar.. not sure why.. i was pretty gone by then. the bar was fairly quiet. we killed five pitchers and each did some shots while there.. there was this little man there, skulking about.. he looked fucked up. we left after last call. we then went fifty feet down teh road to some other party. this one was cooler. at this point my memory gets fuzzy. this was a giant apartment.. five bedroom deal with 8 people living there. the last thing i remember of the apartment was sitting in this girls room while she changed, then i felt a wave of nausea (i didnt eat all day.. which didnt help). so i excused myself... strolled to the bathroom and somehow my body found something to throw up. i then came out, sat on the couch, and someone sat on my lap. i cant remember much of anything after that besides some images....

anyway, i dont feel like typing anymore.