Well, its been quite some time... like a week? i forget... but its been long enough. the biggest thing I've been up to lately is planning and making the Anti-Valentines Day party go off well. This, i thought, wouldn't be that difficult. The problem was, everyone else in the house (6 other guys) has someone to be with on that evil holiday, so i was flying solo.

I had Tuesday off so i figured i could do it. The start of the day went slow, i had a physical and gave plasma. On my way home i picked up the last of the supplies. I spent all day cleaning and dealing with people that refused to help and whine and complain about the whole endeavor. it got me agrivated enough that when i was making Jello shots, i forgot to add vodka to a batch (i threw them out, i swear). Ulitowski was here and so was Tyler Lane, they helped calm me down and focus my energy to the party.

so it started out slow, like most parties do. i was expecting a swell of people around 9:30. My friend Scott Ehle, i kind of hired him in for the party as a faux bouncer, asked where the pisser was. Me being in Party mode, even though there was one right behind the bar, say 'second floor, through the kitchen'... this is where it gets fun.

So all 7 of us are just kinda chillin, i pour some more cups and set them on the bar. I hear someone running down the stairs and Justin Kreuger, One of my Probationary Members, comes into the kitchen and half-way franticly says...

We need a plunger

i thought, 'oh shit, the toilet was doing funny stuff earlier' and heard it. the watter pouring down through our drop ceiling, i saw the panels kinda giving from the weight of the water and it started pouring down.

it started from about 10 feet away and fallowed the track to the ceiling. coming down at a decent rate, enough that i had to act quickly because my precious wop, the recipe that i had made and was so proud of, that had been perfectly colored to look as evil as possible, was right in the path of the torrential downpour of toilet overflow.

I took the bar and angled it back, tossing about 3 cups of wop onto the floor, i didn't care, it was the sacrifice of the few for the many. That worked for a little while, but it kept coming, and the board wouldn't protect the bucket for much longer.

I had to give myself a piss water shower to save the party.

not a drop of runoff got into the bucket. Our kitchen was trashed, we had a surge of people at that exact second, i was drenched in stuff i didn't want to think about, it was chaos. on the way up to the 2nd floor to see what was going on and to get out of my clothes Tyler Thomack came in and was in 'uber social party mode', and was wanting to introduce me to the 5 or so people he came with that i was trying to get them out of the kitchen so they didn't hear or know about what had literally just happened. He slapped me on the back by the stairs in a "whats up man?" manner... needless to say he got a surprise. he started making a scene, asking why i was drenched and drew attention from the ladies that just came in. I proceeded to ignore him and tell him if he wanted to know come upstairs. he said some more things and then i stopped him by saying "the toilet up here exploded, and i had to do what i did to save the wop."

the look on his face was priceless, it went from 'wait, what would a toilet exploding have to do with wop?' to 'how did he get so wet?' then he put them both together. ha, he tried to wipe it off on me, and got even more wet.

so i got cleaned up, made another appearance and was mostly sober throughout the evening. we sang at 11:15, serenaded Hailey, Met a whole ton of new people (good thing i was wearing my 'don't worry, i forgot your name too' t shirt, cause i know i wont remember names, besides yours Ashley. its in the lock box now). It was good times. i got many Kudos. AND WE DIDN'T GET BUSTED!!!!!

but I'm bushed, i got maybe 5 hours of sleep that night after a 20 hour strait day of stress. then a 9 hour work day.

wich leads me to today. i sit here, at noonish having NOTHING to do all day. I'll probably go out and bug more people for advertising for celebration, wich is happening all you ornery folks.

man, i love life. its many facets of complexity and intricate nuances make it a never ending transition from smiles and laughter to frowns and sadness and back again.


that sounded really intelegent ... hehe

Family: inclamate weather is stopping me from getting my laundry
Fraternity: Trav and Justin, Gamma Xi
Social: Tuesday free lunch is my social life
Money: credit card denied. fuck my credit, its gonna be interesting paying for NYC
Work: this store meeting should be fun, i get to lace into everyone
Females: hate being toyed with, but wouldn't mind a spontaneous relationship
Drama: i started a whole shit ton of house drama, but it went flawlessly, but now its formal and celebration drama time
School: STILL gotta enroll.... i better get on that
Friends: met allot of good people Tuesday, but I'm in a tiff with one of my best friends
Health: getting fat. and not like "i cant fit into my fav. t shirt" fat, like, "wow, i got tits" fat
Song: Sure thing falling - Yellowcard
Last Laugh: Listening to Lewis Black trying to get a good away message