For some reason, when I party in Boulder, I party waaaaaaay too hard. Anyone remember the party here over Spring Break? Yeah, it was kinda like that. Apologies to everyone I said something idiotic to and thanks to everyone who helped me out. The night went basically as follows:
Talk. Drink. Talk. Drink. Drink. Drink. Drink. Puke. Puke. Sleep. Puke. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Puke. Pain. Pain. Pain.
So I woke up this morning with a hangover that is in the running for the worst hangover I've ever had. And what did I do to cure that hangover - that's right, seven hours of a punk rock concert. It hurt to breathe for a long time and my stomach attacked me for a few hours, but I eventually felt better and enjoyed an awesome concert of punk rock goodness. I got to see Less Than Jake, Dropkick Murphys, Suicide Machines, Mest, and Rancid, amongst other bands. Rancid ruled. I mean ruled. Amazing. I came back with some minor injuries, including a sore jaw (got headbutted in my jaw), bruised head (lots of crowdsurfers landing on me and also kicking me in the head), and various bruises and rugburn from other people in the pit . . . .all of that means that I was sufficiently energized and so was the crowd. Now it's time to kick back, enjoy Dan's new hot tub that some of Shandling 41 helped buy (in a very small part) and get up way too early to drive to Illi.
Posted by Ben at June 22, 2003 09:06 PMYou can take the boy out of the college but you can't take the college out of the boy. Glad to see that you are continuing the well learned tradition of drinking irresponsibly Ruby 2 style. Also glad to see that after the first four drinks the word "talk" never showed up again, we're growing up so fast! I fell victim to a similar fate this weekend. I had this funny feeling that I couldn't get rid of all day Sunday, it turned out to be that I was actually SOBER again, a feeling I'd forgotten since Thursday.
Posted by: Ami at June 23, 2003 08:46 AMAir is water with holes in it.
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