fill a delphia

what a fun weekend! reeds and i spent saturday night in philly, partying it up with a few of our best college friends. here's a quick recap of the highlights:

in 24 hours we...
- got mooned by a fugly bald guy in a taxi next to us
- got hit on by several straight up jersey guys (gelled hair, gold chains, half-buttoned striped shirts and all)
- witnessed our friend get molested by one such classy fellow, who, in order to prove to his friend he 'seriously wasn't gay, dude,' grabbed my friend's boob in the middle of the bar
- got 'poked' in the back by an overenthusiastic dancer
- learned our lesson about potentially dating 36 year old accountants
- realized that text messages are for girly men
- requested journey, jump-starting an hour of straight 80s music
- got into a fight with a scottish guy who told nina that medical doctors 'didn't count,' and argued with dithe about her scottish heritage
(dramatic reenactment)
dith: oh, you're scottish? cool! i come from a scottish background.
crazy scot: you aren't scottish. you're fucking american.
dith: excuse me? i'm 60% scottish, DICK.
- ate an entire bag of tostitos and salsa while waiting for reedy to get her stupid turkey sandwich from "yvette," the only person working at wawa at 3 in the morning
- completely ran out of money



all in all, a great weekend. and now, back to the grind...kill me.