friday... it all began with sake bombing...
then dancing!
melinda and mols... the cleave competition commenced shortly after this photo.
current and former, straight (?) and gay, female and male (?): roommates get along at berlin.
bestie, me, hank... yes, i'm wearing pink and red... you should have seen the shoes.
in order from left to right: my boyfriend; hank; my phone; drew; me; that girl
i later found out it was a wig and was utterly heartbroken.
...going in for the kill.
i know i died.
*what you don't see from friday night*
me dancing on a box... both cardboard and club
an orgy in bucktown
me sitting on a birdhouse that doubled as a purse
melinda sitting for like 19 hours in the corner of berlin, talking to a gang of black power lesbians
me calling molly to tell her she's getting fucked
me walking down belmont in a pair of 4 inch spike heels, yelling "tyra and janice ain't got nothing on this bitch!"
saturday... continued with sleeping in...
then more drinking!
this picture was solely included to introduce ferdinand... the small asian boy that adam and i adopted and brought to america a few years back... very much in the fashion of angelina and brad... i'm so ange!
clearly, frank and i needed more entertainment... josh just wasn't enough.
josh fixes the situation by sticking his finger in my butt.
this makes everyone happy and the world go round.
ferdie shows the boys where penises go
*what you didn't see from saturday*
my birthday bbq attended by a small yet tight-knit group
the arrival of the aforementioned colony of ants off our back porch
my friend kat falling out our backdoor
good food, good friends, some music and lots of booze
sunday... is always better with a parade...
then parties and bars, oh my!
"ariel, tell me all about it while i eat this twinkie!"
bad, kirichiban, bad!
this picture was to be of our new parade friend beth... i stole the show, per usual
i'm pretty sure he's doing more than worshipping that golden idol, moses.
well, julie, i'm not sure who i know at this party. let me just check my phone here and... RUN!
yes, i did a keg stand at the party we crashed... yes, a lesbian held my legs all by herself.
though blurry like my vision at this point, this is me flirting with an extremely attractive straight man. i made him laugh. a lot. he broke my heart (and my fall at one point). a lot.
you always know you've worn out your welcome when they start pitching frisbees at you.
*insert a brief jaunt home to change clothes and brush teeth*
senior picture time at roscoe's... who isn't jealous?
adam and i expressing the combined exhiliration and shock at the end of pride weekend.
riding off into the sunset on another great weekend... i'll be hitting the dusty trails until next year... see you then!
*what you didn't see from sunday*
we actually crashed two parties that neighbored each other and were only separated by a wooden fence. there were many times that i was attempting to climb said fence with my rump in the air and one foot propped on the top of the fence... i succeeded in scaling the fence 0 times.
one of the parties was hosted by a man who claimed to live in the "world's smallest apartment" or wsa or something like that. he's a decorator and was using the party to showcase the mad-crazy skills he exhibited when refurbishing his 320 sq.ft. apartment. it had a walk-in closet with beige carpet. they were serving cranberry and vodkas. i'll leave it at that.
me walking into our apartment at 4 am and attempting to sleep in molly's bed with her. yes, i cracked out a butter knife to unlock her door.
me falling off the edge of the bathtub while washing my feet
a few of us lying in the front yard of one of the parties, and by front yard, i mean the patch of grass by the curb
me highjacking a table at nookie's because i didn't want to wait in line
in case you didn't notice, i attempted to wear the pride rainbow in an assortment of brightly colored tees... i do my best to do my part!
and there you have it kids... pride in a nutshell
and i'm the nutshell.
posted by brett @ 4:18 PM
7 Comments:
brett-
berlin was a night never to forget – a night where ketel one and brett fueled my urges to make out all naked-like. oh, and all my euro boyfriends think you're hot. i have their screennames ready...
-d
cute boyfriend, brett! quite a weekend, i'm exhausted just reading about it....
oh, i just realized i made that sound like hank was my boyfriend...
i meant the old creepy guy in the background totally trying to get in our picture.
my actual boyfriend's name is joe. i have no pictures of him.
ah, even better - hank is cute and single! ; )
oh course Hank isn't your boyfriend...cause he's mine :-) hahahah.
why must you put up silly pictures of me? dang you! ugh. we are roomie breaking up (i get the dishes and you can have the plaid chair)
i love it! its like a homo-themed flipbook!
but i want more more more about this mysterious buck(nekkid)town orgy!
wallenda,
if you want to hear about the orgy, you'll have to get me drunk because much in the fashion of elaine, the details have been locked in the "vault".
hugs and kisses,
brettinda the good witch
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