Friday night the original plan was to go out w/ coworkers to The Muddy, one of the bars on the MIT campus. I used to go w/ Ellen and Steve on a kinda regular basis but it had been awhile. I also had a seminar to give today so was working on that Friday and I noticed it was after 5 and Ellen and Steve were gone so I figured they had gone home. So I figured I would stay at work and keep working on the seminar. Then I heard from Joslynn and she asked if I wanted to meet at the Beacon Hill Pub for a beer before she went to the movies w/ Rhiannon. She said they were going to see One Missed Call and I could come w/ them if I wanted. I LOVE stupid scary movies like that and no one ever wants to go so I said Sure! So I left work to go home and deal w/ the dogs, Billy was a mess, but finally got to the BHP and we had a beer. We were then running late for the movie so took a cab. I hadn’t eaten lately of course so we got movie food, those hotdogs are yum! and made it into the movie just missing the opening scene, oops! The movie was crazy fun, we laughed a lot at people being scared and all-in-all enjoyed it. I was supposed to go later to Jake Ivory’s w/ Tara and her gang so it was still kinda early. We thought we’d just make it an early night and go home but then Rhiannon I think said we could go back to the BHP to get one more drink, so we did. One more turned into a lot more and I was mixing beer w/ Red Bull and vodka, along w/ some other stuff. We exhausted all our cash actually and Rhiannon went to the ATM for more. We spent the night texting the stupid TV monitor w/ dumb messages saying we were hot and getting to know some of the crowd. Tara did call us but we decided to stay at the BHP. There was one girl w/ a skanky guy and we told her she was too good for him. We called her Serena because she looked like Serena Williams but turned out her name was Laura, we think she was a stripper. She said this guy takes her shopping every day so I guess the money’s good. At one point she grabbed my boob and spanked me a couple times and grinded up on Rhiannon. We ended up closing down the place and then walked back to my place stopping for pizza at the Pizzetta and then I somehow taught Rhiannon how to play Guitar Hero plus my roomies didn’t know we were coming so Jos and Rhi were the first to site RobReed, yes he does exist, and I guess I pissed off the roomies by making Cleo howl a lot though I didn’t remember this, and some other things :0)

So eventually they left and took a cab home and I went to bed w/ Cleo. I woke up at 5:20a in bed puking partially digested pizza all over myself and Cleo. Somehow I made it to the bathroom, probably leaving a pizza puke trail, Cleo was trying to eat it off of me. I think I took off my shirt and tried to wash myself off and then went back to my room naked, good thing roomies were asleep, and threw the shirt on the floor and put a blanket down on the bed to cover the small amount of pukeness that ended up on the bed, I noticed Cleo had a big mound of puke sitting on her head and tried to get that off. There was no way I could clean up the big mess then. When I woke up in the morning everything smelled like puke! I spent all day cleaning up. Realized that at some point Cleo found the puked on shirt on the floor and while eating the puke also ate the whole front off of the shirt. I really liked that shirt too! So now I had to worry that my drunken night out was now going to kill my dog because she had part of my shirt in her intestines and maybe it would get stuck. I had to give her a bath, fun fun, I’m sure she appreciated it, especially w/ her bellyache. I have to say her head still smells like puke though. I guess I’ll have to try washing it again. Spent all day going back and forth to the laundromat cleaning the mess.

Had to go to Joslynn’s that night for her enchilada party and the Pats game. Thought I probably shouldn’t go but made it anyway, just didn’t drink anything but diet Dr. P. The nachos she made were awesome! and the enchiladas too but I’m not good w/ spice so I couldn’t finish mine. I was sooo tired but it was nice just hanging out w/ everyone relaxing. Too bad the Pats won. Even made it home before midnight.

Woke up Sunday w/ the beginnings of a sore, swollen throat and the soft tissue all around my eyes was swollen too. Had to spend all day at work finishing up my seminar. Was there until after 11p but had some company from Chung-Wei. He came in around 7p and stayed even after I left. Got home w/ my seminar basically finished, just needed to proofread and print it out. That’s when I was starving from not really eating all day and made the burger and had the IRS scare. Couldn’t sleep real well last night and woke up this morning w/ an even worse sore throat. My right submandibular lymph node was huge and kills every time I swallow and still my eyes were swollen. I probably could have made it into work but decided against it. It would be painful for everyone to try and listen to me struggle to talk for at least 90 min. during my seminar. I emailed in sick and felt bad because now I kinda screwed up the seminar schedule, plus I had done all the work and now I have to sit on it and probably spend more time on it to make it even better now that I’ll have extra time.