so the night before last, ryan doyle, heather, paul, and joe were nice enough to host my 22nd birthday party at their house in east greenwich, rhode island.
i drove down with keegan, kelcey, and briana. jen provost, ryan bassett, some kid named chris, and greg came shortly after us... followed by peter von, brian hackala, mike sirignano, colleen, colleen's sister, and some other chic. then a couple of heather's friends showed up.. this girl jessi, her boyfriend, and her boyfriend's 2 british friends (i think their names were duncan and brenden). ryan doyle didn't get home till about 12:20am because he had to work.
beer pong soon started, but i was involved in making a 50+ song setlist. heather made me and awesomly delicious carrot cake. i drank a large bottle and a half of wine (red and white). i had to stop drinking at several points... mainly so i would still be alive when ryan doyle came home... and also so i wouldn't puke, obviously.
we had a very entertaining conversation in the little greenhouse room with the british guys. they were pretty awesome. one kept telling me he had an irish accent, but i wasn't that dumb. come to find out, they were only 18. very mature. or maybe we were all just drunk and i didn't notice an age difference. anyway, they started doing american accents... which i couldn't get over. duncan (i think that's his name) kept blurting out "yeah that's wicked awesome dude. yeah man, wicked awesome!"... and brenden proceeded to TRY with "i'm all set" i guess that is an american term. haha. but his "i'm all set" simply sounded like a british guy trying to do an american accent. we picked on each other for awhile... all the while educating, i think. somehow i walked away with the nickname "yank" and he walked away with the nickname "brit" for the rest of the night. i guess their story is that the other dude (jessi's boyfriend), lived in britian for awhile, and moved back to warwick, so they came to visit him. must be an extended stay since brenden's myspace says he lives in rhode island now. oh and did you know that the british equivalent to the american "bucks" are "quid"? very interesting.
the door in the kitchen that leads to the downstairs had several holes it in. jokingly, i asked heather if i could punch through the door. she said i totally had my permission, cus it's my birthday, but not to use my hand (ouch), and not to tell anyone about it, so it would be a surprise. later on heather reminded me about it, and briana and i put heather's crutch through the door.. thus getting a lot of wide-eyed stares, then laughter. i took a picture later.
so of course, my camera died. but i did get some good quality pics in there that i will hopefully have online tomorrow. there are a couple new ones in phone pics. check them out if you care to.
after most of the excitement died down, and ryan had successfully caught up with the rest of us after playing beer pong on a team by himself... at about 2 or so... we journeyed up into the band room. you know what i like. ryan on the guitar. heather on the mic. paul on the drums. they played for about 2 hours. yeah, we went to bed at about 4am. they played some tenacious d, alice in chains, evanescence, oasis, an original by ryan, eve 6, and some other attempts at some other stuff. they were all wicked wasted. i had stopped drinking about 2 hours before.. so i was just coming down off my drunk. then we got high. then i HAD to go to sleep.
we were supposed to sleep in the sex cubby like last time.. but jessi and her boyfriend had apparently gone in there to fuck.. and i wasn't feeling that. so they let us sleep on robert's bed. briana got stuck sleeping in the sex cubby, and she was not thrilled. some a-holes took her futon after she had called it several times.
we woke up about 11, to find briana had been up since about 8, hanging out on the deck outside. it was a beautiful morning. kelcey stayed passed on out on the aerobed in the band room till 1pm. keegan, briana, and i left her and went to dunkin donuts while we waited for everyone to awake. we smoked mad butts that morning. dunkin donuts fucked up everyone's shit, except for my coolatta. muah. i cleaned up the kitchen a bit.. and realized i had to start making some serious noise so ryan would get up.
as soon as he was awake.. he was fixing my computer, poor guy. lol. but alas, my itunes still doesn't work. if it's not one thing it's the damn other. at least it still works at work.
well, i guess that about does it for me. wait for pics. damn good time. sorry to everyone i forgot to invite. <3>
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