CORTACA WEEKEND PART II

Notes from the Game: Sat near Hannon and company which made cheering fun, my voice was shot today from yelling so much, the soccer kids were rowdy and there were bottles and flasks and beers. Basically everybody was drunk as that's the way things usually work out.

Some of the things that were said by Keith, "You've gotta be Q-Tiping by dick hole with that call." The game was real fun but it was a bummer that we lost. After the game Chris and I went back to Katie's apartment. We almost sobered up and watched Old School and then we went home.

Took a nap and started drinking again. All in all, Chris and I finished a 24 pack and the rest of the Molson, I'm not sure how many I had but it wasn't as much as Chris. Then we went down to Prospect with Cortnee and her friend Liz, that was fun. We had a fun time then went downtown where it got even weirder.

Everyplace was packed, it was good to see. The festivities brought a lot of people here. Chris and I ended up going to Moonshadows with M. McCleary and her crew. It was packed, Jon Bennett threw me around and spilled my beer, kids were falling down in the line for the bathroom. Good times.

Chris and I went to the Chanticleer for the first time for the both of us. Even that place was crowded. I liked it, good music, some interesting people and decent beer selections. Chris stole a sign for the fire code and we left promptly after that. Made it back to our place, dropped off the sign, Chris dropped chicken and pie on the floor, grabbed more beer and went back to Keith's house.

It was the fun as usual. I handed out Dum-Dum's and sang songs and had a good time.

Woke up this morning and felt like shit. Ate greasy Domino's and felt like napping the entire day. That's about all I feel like writing about for now.

CORTACA WEEKEND RECAP

Friday afternoon: Finished a test at school came home and started drinking and watching Madden. Then went to Happy Hour where it was like a ghost town kinda, but it filled up and we had a good time. Then started to watch Dumb and Dumber. Then went up to bed and passed out until 1 a.m. Woke up and felt like death. My head was pounding and stomach ached. Got about five hours of sleep.

Saturday: Woke up and felt like crap, showered and felt better. Ate food and started playing Madden and drinking beer. Chad, his stepdad and Lauren were around but we didn't see them much. Chris and I kept drinking here and next door. We walked down to Prospect and that was fun. When i got there Gags gave me a pint of skippy which i almost pounded. That wasn't a good idea because I puked in the bathroom. Then we walked up to the game. Which was a hike. People knocking shit over, Chris stopped to get a 22 of High Life. I kept walking and sweat my balls off. Some people hit the sled on the practice field, that was fun.

Made it to the game and sat near the pep band. Our section was into it but it didn't seem like everyone else was.

Friday, went to Happy Hour. Then to W. State Street to buy some Rogue beer. Played Madden and drank some more and carried on as usual.

Saturday, did a lot of relaxing and watching of Television. Kellen Winslow meltdown was great TV. More drinking.

Sunday, tried to eat an entire Pecan pie, then watched football. Dick Vermeil and Trent Green interview, they are gay for each other. Listened to two hours of A Tribe called Quest and watched one of the strangest pro football games ever (Balt. vs St. Louis).

Showered after quad football on Friday, and won't shower until tomorrow at some point.

I have a meeting in a hour but I'm leaving now because there are some unexplained fumes or odors that are making me nauseous.

Chad thought it might be Ashley putting on nail polish, I thought it could be from the guy that wanders in and out of our house to use the facuet for the hose to fix something (which we don't really know what he's fixing) but he's not here. Chris isn't sure what it's from and Ashley for all we know could be dead from the fumes in her room.

The time we expect to find out is hopefully before we die our sleep or when we ask Pete, the landlord. I hope he's got some answers.

-responses 1. Jesse - sounds like good times at 315 hillview
2. Mom - good luck with that

Unexplained odors makin' me ill
Our house ain't no place to chill
Lanksta's feelin' sick
He was quick
To get his white ass outta here
We need to drink some beers
It's Thursday night
I think Chad and Ashley will fight
If she's not lyin'
In her bed dyin'
From these fumes

Dees fumes are makin' me nausous
Outside someone's doing somethin'
Is he makin' my coffin
I feel like foldin' up and dyin'
Dees fumes are makin' me nausous

Where the fuck is Mali-Mal?
To let us know what's going down
He's a fuckin' clown
Ruined our checks in the wash
We'll ruin his face in a fight
Bastard prolly bites
His fumes are makin' me nausous

-"Dees FUMES" by Cnizaughty, MD

This is the more readily readible form of my odds and ends paper I had going. I guess I just want to do everything to remember the rest of this semester and next semester.

It's my last year of college and Lord knows I've had a great time this year but I do get kind of bummed out that in my alcohol fueled debauchary I'll forget about most of the small stuff. The small stuff is some of the great stuff though. There are things everyday that you laugh about, complain about, get pissed off about.

But over time the small stuff just fades away, so this is my attempt to document the last great year of my young adulthood. Or at least that's how I feel right now.

The initial post, I want to see how this works