weekend recap
Myself, along with Freddy and Jason, enjoyed another lovely January weekend fraught with booze and simple entertainment.
Saturday: Jason rendezvous with a Ms. Georgia Washington, famed co-ed and first white girl he's ever gotten with. Following, we frequent the local sports bar/family restaurant to watch George Mason lose. Jason is livid. We return to the exquisite Vee G. chateau for drinks and fun. One by one our initial plans fall through and Freddy joins us.
As they say, three's a party. Shots of rum ensue. Beer is stolen and imbibed. Music is played.
Cut to midnight. Free styling. Ridiculous analogizing. Freddy, Jason, and I head out to a local watering hole to meet girls. (Ms. Gaines is the consummate wing-man, although oddly, having brothers around works the opposite way for her.) On the way I realize my ID is missing, so Freddy and I head back to the house. Work out concepts for our upcoming track.
Jason gathers the chicas, comes back over. Half bottle of rum is gone. We find brew on the porch - miracle. Initiate power hour at 1:45 am. Jason wusses out. Roommate returns at 3:00 am to find Duck Tales blaring on the stereo, Freddy and I standing up, shooting beer, singing along. Minute 52 of the hour. Success. Revelry.
I procure a Guitar Hero guitar from the neighbors. Night cap.
Saturday: Jason rendezvous with a Ms. Georgia Washington, famed co-ed and first white girl he's ever gotten with. Following, we frequent the local sports bar/family restaurant to watch George Mason lose. Jason is livid. We return to the exquisite Vee G. chateau for drinks and fun. One by one our initial plans fall through and Freddy joins us.
As they say, three's a party. Shots of rum ensue. Beer is stolen and imbibed. Music is played.
Cut to midnight. Free styling. Ridiculous analogizing. Freddy, Jason, and I head out to a local watering hole to meet girls. (Ms. Gaines is the consummate wing-man, although oddly, having brothers around works the opposite way for her.) On the way I realize my ID is missing, so Freddy and I head back to the house. Work out concepts for our upcoming track.
Jason gathers the chicas, comes back over. Half bottle of rum is gone. We find brew on the porch - miracle. Initiate power hour at 1:45 am. Jason wusses out. Roommate returns at 3:00 am to find Duck Tales blaring on the stereo, Freddy and I standing up, shooting beer, singing along. Minute 52 of the hour. Success. Revelry.
I procure a Guitar Hero guitar from the neighbors. Night cap.
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