april was in town. it was awesome. i think the last time i've had this much to drink this many days in a row was CMJ in 2005 when we were basically force fed sparks. beautiful.

let's see-- she came in town wednesday, we went to free state and i drank there...i didn't go out that night because i had to pack so that was my less-wild night.

thursday was the potluck and it was SO much fun. i always forget how much i love burnt marshmallows. i had ridiculous amounts to drink this night, drank more at the taproom, was in bed by 11:30 but still woke up in the middle of the night needing to projectile vomit. luckily i was able to keep everything down before i passed out again.

friday i let april DJ most of my radio show, napped and then went to the taproom around 11. got so out of control that by 12:30 i fell down the smoking stairs and really hurt my foot. i kept dancing, which was a bad decision because i'm sure that made my foot worse. no matter, i have a sweet bruise now. we left and then went back to the taproom to pick up nick, drove to burrito king, drove to annie's to smoke, passed out around 3ish? i didn't wake up saturday until 1 and even then i didn't want to move.

saturday i slept most of the day, stopped by adam lott's birthday party and then went to grant's house. i checked out everyone's new tattoos, remembered how badly i want one, and hugged kyle over 100000 times. we went to the replay, the jackpot and sylas and maddys. i cried at the jackpot...a lot...60% because i was sad about people moving and 40% because i was out-of-control intoxicated. we danced to mariah carey (the fourth or fifth time i had heard 'always be my baby' in one day...remembered that i need to find my 'butterfly' album) and that one song from the babysitter's club. remembered that i need to rent the babysitter's club. april and i went to burrito king AGAIN and then passed out around 2:30.

today i'm definitely paying for my choices and i don't have any regrets....well, i DO wish i hadn't cried so much but oh well. in retrospect, that was pretty hilarious-- i hate drunk criers in public and i got to be one! heather, april, annie and nick helped me move all of my shit in 1.5 hours. i really sort of lucked out in the friends department, i'm almost jealous of myself. now i'm going to eat miltons, take a shower, pack up two more boxes and take one of the greatest naps ever. thank you if you were a part of my weekend and if you weren't, why not?/i miss you!

oh! anyone want my peacock feather part of my costume? i can't bear to throw away 10 hours of work.

and that is how you become a packrat.