Andy came to visit this weekend. At first, I was worried about it all because not only was Mom's car in the shop from her little "accident", but Buck had recently died in my office's parking lot. No worries! One car left! Only issue was the whole sharing with 3 other people thing....thankfully, we got the other two cars while Andy was over (but that comes up later).
I met Andy at the Pru , where I had parked (after a few frustrating wrong turns). It was my goal for him to have a bowl of Seafood Chowder at Legal SeaFoods . And it was done.
Evan met us at the restaurant, while we stayed around for a drink. Evan and Andy got along swimmingly, which was comforting, and our conversations were full of laughter and learning (thanks, Andy). Evan brought us up to his apartment for a few hours, where Andy and I left tired and ready to sleep.
On Friday after work, I brought Andy to the gym. I'm not used to being with people at the gym at all, so it was peculiar to have someone to noticed and talk to. And I ran into a couple of people I haven't seen in years or have been avoiding. Fun for everyone!
We proceeded the gym fun with a quick carride around my area, and we swiftly drove back down to Cambridge so we could meet up with one of his friends from Hawaii who happen to be at Harvard. At the restaurant where his friend was, we met about 4 other HLS kids. The more the merrier, I say. We ate some sushi (and moshi) with all of them, and had some eyebrow-raising conversations.
We split up for a few hours. Andy and I walked around Cambridge and met up with Jeff & his new girlfriend for a few minutes. At first Jeff put on his serious face, but he quickly came back to life and we danced and sang with each other like we always do. I'm not sure his girlfriend was OK with our fun, though....
The real reason why we went into Harvard (much to my chagrin) was to see the semi-annual Primal Scream . This event occurs during Harvard reading/final days; where the undergraduates get together on Harvard Yard and run around completely naked, screaming all the way. There was a marching band playing. Pictures were taking. Genitalia was flying every which way. I was scarred, as were some of Andy's friends...but Andy loved every minute of it. He was one of the photographers.
Afterwhich we went out, as a group, to Boston Tea Stop to get some bubble tea . I invented my own drink: Strawberry Almond. IT WAS SO GOOD! I got a mug there, too.
I met a lot of great people that night.
When we got home around 3am, I realized that I had to register for classes at Sciences Po right then (the whole time difference thing...). It was 2 hours of complete confusion and chaos had by all of us International Students, who happened to all be talking to each other and freaking out at the same time on MSN. I ended up getting my classes (despite the terrible schedule), but I didn't get to bed until 5am.
Saturday started late. We got around finally around 3/4, where we met up with Shivangi and got some lunch at Panerra's. We then drove for a bit to conclude the night at her house so she could go out with her mom before her morning flight.
Andy and I went into Boston (yet again) to see Alex for the night. We got some dinner at this place called the Squealing Pig (enchantee...), which was actually surprisingly good, and ended up going back to Alex's place and playing cards with a friend of his. The conversation was fun, pleasant, constant, and casual. Then, I was deemed Alex's ragdoll as he proceeded to show all how he does reflex examations with the blunt of some scissors, and other medical examinations I am certain orthodonists don't EVER need to do. After feeling quite violated, confused, and exhausted, Andy and I left around 3am and fell into bed around 4.
I've been quite a dolt since.
I met Andy at the Pru , where I had parked (after a few frustrating wrong turns). It was my goal for him to have a bowl of Seafood Chowder at Legal SeaFoods . And it was done.
Evan met us at the restaurant, while we stayed around for a drink. Evan and Andy got along swimmingly, which was comforting, and our conversations were full of laughter and learning (thanks, Andy). Evan brought us up to his apartment for a few hours, where Andy and I left tired and ready to sleep.
On Friday after work, I brought Andy to the gym. I'm not used to being with people at the gym at all, so it was peculiar to have someone to noticed and talk to. And I ran into a couple of people I haven't seen in years or have been avoiding. Fun for everyone!
We proceeded the gym fun with a quick carride around my area, and we swiftly drove back down to Cambridge so we could meet up with one of his friends from Hawaii who happen to be at Harvard. At the restaurant where his friend was, we met about 4 other HLS kids. The more the merrier, I say. We ate some sushi (and moshi) with all of them, and had some eyebrow-raising conversations.
We split up for a few hours. Andy and I walked around Cambridge and met up with Jeff & his new girlfriend for a few minutes. At first Jeff put on his serious face, but he quickly came back to life and we danced and sang with each other like we always do. I'm not sure his girlfriend was OK with our fun, though....
The real reason why we went into Harvard (much to my chagrin) was to see the semi-annual Primal Scream . This event occurs during Harvard reading/final days; where the undergraduates get together on Harvard Yard and run around completely naked, screaming all the way. There was a marching band playing. Pictures were taking. Genitalia was flying every which way. I was scarred, as were some of Andy's friends...but Andy loved every minute of it. He was one of the photographers.
Afterwhich we went out, as a group, to Boston Tea Stop to get some bubble tea . I invented my own drink: Strawberry Almond. IT WAS SO GOOD! I got a mug there, too.
I met a lot of great people that night.
When we got home around 3am, I realized that I had to register for classes at Sciences Po right then (the whole time difference thing...). It was 2 hours of complete confusion and chaos had by all of us International Students, who happened to all be talking to each other and freaking out at the same time on MSN. I ended up getting my classes (despite the terrible schedule), but I didn't get to bed until 5am.
Saturday started late. We got around finally around 3/4, where we met up with Shivangi and got some lunch at Panerra's. We then drove for a bit to conclude the night at her house so she could go out with her mom before her morning flight.
Andy and I went into Boston (yet again) to see Alex for the night. We got some dinner at this place called the Squealing Pig (enchantee...), which was actually surprisingly good, and ended up going back to Alex's place and playing cards with a friend of his. The conversation was fun, pleasant, constant, and casual. Then, I was deemed Alex's ragdoll as he proceeded to show all how he does reflex examations with the blunt of some scissors, and other medical examinations I am certain orthodonists don't EVER need to do. After feeling quite violated, confused, and exhausted, Andy and I left around 3am and fell into bed around 4.
I've been quite a dolt since.
1 comment:
Obviously the lovely stream of penises was the REAL highlight of the week. Don't deny it, whoresome.
xxx
Sluterella
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