How bout that rhyme in the title. Well first off, I'd like to give a shout out to High School Musical. Yes, I hadn't seen it up until yesterday which is pretty ridiculous given my great affinity towards musicals. The movie is kind of corny but aren't all of these types of musicals? The music is so Broadway which is great for me. Both of the main characters are pretty sexy as well...yea Zac is hot...don't know why he cut off that h from his name. I guess he was too cool for school. Excellent movie though for all of you musicals fans out there. I've been playing the soundtrack all the time...even at parties.
Moving on, last night, friday night, all of us went out to Adam's Morgan. In the words of Billy Joel, oh what a night. The night started off with just the other white and I sitting on the couch wondering what to watch and too lazy to get up to change the channel. Why did we have to get up to change the channel? Well, we have no remote controller. Actually, let me rephrase that, we have no remote controller that actually works. We have three universal remotes, each one purchased at a separate time. However, none of them work because we couldn't program them properly. Five college students couldn't figure out how to program a universal remote. I guess college really doesn't teach you everything. So, eventually after losing in the nose game, I got up to change the channel. Eventually, we found Gladiator on the tele. Let's just say we were excited about it but realized because it was on TV we couldn't see the blood and gore that men so often desire. So, we popped in the DVD and watched that.
While watching Gladiator, we kicked back with the drinks I made. They were deadly. Then, the 2 brownies came home and the night was off. We left to go to Adam's Morgan only to be surprised by another white who was in DC last night with friends from school. We all ended up at this place called The Reef. What an interesting place. There were fish tanks everywhere which you could possibly just stare at for your whole stay at The Reef (the other white confessed he did just this for awhile). He was staring at a clown fish which is legit because of Finding Nemo. Anyways, one brownie was rather ridiculous last night. Actually, everyone was but that's besides the point. So the ridic brownie went to the bathroom randomly and came back and told us there was a big fight. He claimed he got hit in the back and said...Dude, calm down it's only the bathroom...haha...
The night continued on at Madam's Organ. What freakin' weird name. It's just awkward to say. There were two guys standing at the doors collecting money. They said it would be 6 dollars cover for each. Obviously this was too steep for us, but then they lowered it to 4 dollars each. This drastic price change made all the difference for us and we entered. Out of respect for my roommate, I will not reveal the events that passed in Madam's Organ. However, it was a BIG deal.
After Madam's Organ, the group proceeded to the jumbo slice shop. I don't know if everyone knows what a jumbo slice is but it is delicious. It's basically a pizza slice but a pizza slice that is the size of 3 or 4 normal slices. The other white and I got a slice each and didn't offer the brown, who didn't have money enough to buy one, a slice for no apparent reason. Then, we sat at a table and added whatever to our pizza before eating it. I added what I thought was Parmesan cheese. Unfortunately it was not, it was garlic and I can still taste it in my mouth even while I'm writing this.
We devoured our pizza slices and went outside to get a cab when a group of black guys started making fun of my jeans. I really don't care what people think usually, but they were just retarded, as was I, ha. I mean really though, wastes of life. So, I argued with them and scared them off...all 155 pounds of me did, haha. We caught a cab and got back to the room where the other white passed out on the couch, not even watching tv, and everyone else made it to their beds. This morning I wake up and look at my calls to find one from the other white. I figured it was just a mistaken dial because we were together all night, but it was freakin' 10 minutes long. I really want to know what exactly we were talking about for 10 minutes on the phone even though we were in the same room. Quite frankly, I have no idea.
That's pretty much my night in a nutshell. Lots more details but it needed to be censored for the internet.
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