I know many of you have always wondered, whenever you've been driving north through upstate New York--who the hell is Thaddeus Koscuizskocosioizo? I know, I wondered this too. Finally, our questions are answered. He was the one who vanquished the invader and assured American freedom.... I found this out when I went to the Saratoga Battlefield with my Dad. Cause he was visiting and what the heck else do you do with your dad....

Some cannon

Those are authentic Revolutionary Era strollers

Yeah Dad....

My Dad's an English professor and has a thing for bad puns. This is a "visual pun," or, in other words, my Dad being an idiot. I guess she "has him over the barrel"

This is a visual pun, but i'm not gonna explain it, cause it pains me

As Promised

Ok. Where to begin. Last night = insane. Charlie's house had a "get-together" that basically turned into total mayhem. and I was the main event of said mayhem. My memory is quIte fuzzy, but I thiink the total count was three beers, two shots of gin, two shots of vodka, a shot of this mint liqueur, a "rum and pepsi" and a good amount of Lily's white russian. This was mainly in the course of about an hour. Hence, i was crUNked. I've pieced together the nights events mainly from friend testimony, most of it i remember once they bring it up, but there are still significant gaps. I.e. How did I get the nutella all over my hand in the first place? I remember someone (apparently Christine) holding my hand away from me and imploring me not to touch myself with it, and then I looked and it was covered in nutella. Then another gap...and apparently it got all over me, including on my chest. And then Paul, Simon, Kenny, and apparently Lily (as Kenny put it "She was definitely part of the pile-up--I remember cause she was under me at one point") licked it off. Paul was charged with licking my chest and I guess he didn't do a satisfactory job the first time, cause I guess I was like "it's still dirty!! lick more!!" I also am told that I bitch slapped Kenny, twice, and tried to storm out of the party and walk home by myself. Luckily he chased me down and dragged me home, but at one point I was just like, I'm laying down, and threw myself on the ground....which might help explain the tons of bruises I noticed today. Oh and 3am to 6am are lost to me forever. It was three, suddenly it was six and i was wondering if I had been asleep. i'm told thats not the case.
Though I was the main event, pretty much everyone was, as Simon put it, "out of hand." Christine balled Charlie's hand into a fist at one point and tried to eat it, claiming it was a ham and cheese sandwich, and responding to Charlie's query of what type of cheese with "American."
About the time I stormed out, Charlie decided it was a good time for a bike ride
There's probably way more I'm forgetting, if people fill me in with more I'll update

It started out as a normal enough party...it was even bordering on lame.

Kenny was teaching Alex to tango. Why he knows how to tango is as of yet a mystery

Facebook matERial

Ha this is just a great picture of Alex

Lily was so drunk she was sharing milk

equal opportunity lovin

Rum and Pepsi. wrong, i know, but by this point, it so didn't make a difference

somehow, no matter how fucked up i am, i still find it in me to work it for the camera

the tavern comes with this dog. it is mad cool

amos is happy about gumballs

boy lovin

yeah....whatever's going on here

boy lovin in the barber chairs king's tavern has for no reason

gumballs

Oh......My......God

Last night was crazy. I will tell all when i feel more up to it, cause this needs to be remembered. Well, recorded. Its already forgotten, at least by me.

No fair

My homework for tonight:
a giant 5 page worksheet of questions like:

"Write the ideal chemical formula of clay"

What the shit. Ceramics wasn't supposed to be hard. Ceramics wasn't supposed to have a book, or ask me to explain what a pyrometer is, or the plasticity quotients of things. I call bullshit.

We made it downtown for the first time since being back. Charlie and Paul had already gotten plenty drunk at their house (Simon couldn't come cause he was "going to sleep" at 11:30) and plenty naked, but they put on clothes cause it was kind of chilly out. Oh, and it was pretty lame, but we checked out the rooftop bar of the Saratoga city Tavern. It was lame too, but a good view.

A very blurry me and Kenny

Unfortunately for Charlie's professional modeling career this picture came out kinda dark

This was Gill's first experience downtown

She wasn't that impressed

At least the rooftop had a view....even if it didn't have any cool people

Good old Caroline Street

The night started out normal enough....Christine doin the butt-dance to some British rap

Still fairly normal...

Then it got a little better

Housemate lovin

Yeah....and this is where it ended up

First of many trips to Wal-Mart, and we've already struck GOLD

Christine putting away dishes!! For the first (and last) time!

My sweet room....that wardrobe was in Amos' room, but with much strength that was not mine we managed to get it in here. and that blue check shit doesnt come off, i tried.

I have a fireplace (even if it doesn't hold fires...)

I even have my own bathroom iN my room. it rocks

Labor Day

Yeah, so this is a totally worthless holiday that I have no freaking idea what it could be for, but the point is it's an excuse to party. So we did. My parents threw this crazy thing with like everyone they know, and since we were going back to school the next day Kenny and Amos came and partied it up with me. And there was lots of alcohol. That did not go to waste. The end

Well-stocked

Pool

It was a good night all around

All Hail Lysol

So....is it just me, or is it damn weird that my bathroom cleaner feels the need to announce that it kills HIV?
First, that just seems....random
Second, Lysol is an antibacterial disinfectant, and HIV dies if it touches AIR. I fuckin hope Lysol's strong enough to kill it