Thursday, August 9, 2012

Getting Drunk

Dear Diary,

I've been getting drunk kinda of a lot recently. Haha, I don't have a drinking problem, it's just that one glass of wine knocks me out. For realz.

But I got drunk at the Maria and the Diamonds concert, which was awesome. The opener was fabulous. Emeli Sande is definitely someone to keep an eye out for. Even with some crappy acoustics (seriously, the TD Garden was not built to house concerts), we could hear her perfectly. She had such feeling and was so courtous, thanking us for coming to see her. Ugh, it was a great way to start a night.

By the time Marina come on stage, I was already drunk. But that's actually awesome because all three of us started dancing with these equally drunk Scottish boys. Maria was perfect! She had just as much power as Emeli and it was well worth dancing to!

We stayed for a couple Coldplay songs, but since I don't know any and GD doesn't really like them, we left after we saw the concert-y parts. Which were actually pretty cool. Everyone got a bracelet that glowed a color (there were a variety of colors) throughout the show. When Coldplay first started, it was awesome to have the arena dark and seeing lights of every color flashing. Just thinking about it makes me think of chasing fireflies as a kid. Only instead of just white lights, there were blasts of pink, blue, green, and orange.

After we left we went to Harp, a bar that was in walking distance. The cosmo I got was kind of strong, but overall the bar was nice. We talked with the bar tender until the concert ended properly and other concert-goers filled the bar. Since we were hungry, and the Harp's kitchen was closed, we went ... somewhere and got pizza.

It was a perfect night.

I also got drunk with these girls again, yesterday. This time we just bar-hopped. The night started in a communist bar and ended in an Irish one.

The communist bar was ok. The decor was actually pretty awesome, there was a fake nuke above our seats and the beer was good. The nachos were so hot! We couldn't even finish them! haha. The bar tender was also kind of rude and a little slow, but I think he was the only one working that night so I get it. Working alone is rough.

The Irish bar was... an experience. There were three floors. The top one was full of people, so we went to the  basement because there were drunk guys and we were hoping they would buy us drinks. They did not. haha.

But we did tequila shots and took drunk photos. We got some of Almost Captain America and Really Drunk Guy, but Rude Drunk Guy was being a dick so we left. Of course, all of this was before the rapping :)

I remember touching both GD and BL's boob and BL threatening to make out with me in order to stop me from repeating the Fibonacci Sequence. I also remember doing some algebra. I guess when I'm drunk I do math. That's cool? Oh! and on the train ride home, GD and I tweeted "Mean Girls" quotes to each other.

My internships end next Friday and I haven't started the final paper yet! haha, I need to get on top of that. I plan to do it this weekend. We'll see. haha

Love Always,
Joe