recap.

so.... bud showed up last night in the middle of an office outing. in boston. with the erics. for those of you who dont know the erics theyre buds best friends and two very sweet, very vermont, very rowdy boys... shit had allready been ridiculous before they arrived but within ten minutes he and torrey were best friends a sharpie had been pulled out and the word vulva was written on a few of my coworkers legs, bud was down in the middle of a boston bar in a full split, torrey was buying rounds of a shot called the red headed slut that is as strong and deadly as it sounds, the erics decided i needed to be escorted down boylston like a princess, torrey suggested that we might just all sleep at the office...
i woke up with the words "pound town" written on me and it may or may not still be there because it hurt too much to twist to try to get it off.
and the thing is, thats all chaos and sounds a lot like some peoples (not my) experience in college, but the difference might be that my stomach hurts more from laughing than it does from the lurching T ride i endured this morning driven by a spastic sadistic and now im sitting at work and where it could have been awkward, instead everyone came in feeling like shit but bursting with stories and calling me dooze and scruffling my hair and giving me hugs and then getting down to work and its not the lifestyle i want forever but for now, right now, i love my crazy life so much i feel like i could cry.