The Weekend.

Friday:

Happy Friday the 13^th!

Feeling much better today.  Have stopped throwing up from aforementioned poisoning.  Calling it food poisoning makes me think that someone must have done this on purpose; that someone is trying to kill me.

Drove to Michigan City.  Took Northern Indiana Commuter Train to Chicago.  Gave someone directions to their hotel.  SmallFry came to pick me up and we proceeded to his apartment.  I did not realize that he was so close to the water tower.  You know where Borders is on Michigan Ave?  He is situated just south of there.  Sooooo cool!

I think that all Catholic dorms have the same furniture.  Well, last year, in the freshmen dorms, he did not have nice furniture.  It looked more like a dorm out of a State College than anything else.  In the downtown apartments, however, he is living the good life with stackable furniture much like our alma mater.  So much cleaner.

 

Saturday:

Irish Car bombs, green Jell-o shots, and green beer began at 9:30 am.

Left apartment with 8 others at 11:30, Jameson and Coke in hand.

Took pictures of green river.  Proceeded to Grant Park.  Called some peoples.  Watched some of the parade.

Walked back to apartment.  Pit-stop for Taco Bell on the way.  Got separated from SmallFry.  Returned to dorm with others.  He had locked door.  Little Bastard.  Passed-out in random apartment on the couch.  Woke-up.  SmallFry still not awake; door locked, phone goes unanswered.  Watched Notting Hill on the tele.

SmallFry finally wakes-up, reads text.  Apologizes a lot.  Brings me Chipotle.

Drinking resumes.

 

Sunday:

Decided against SouthSide Parade…would be too hard to escape.

Loitered.  Went to Trader Joe’s.

Caught commuter train back to Penni Lane.