10 - minutes, between Davis arriving in Boston and when Leah and I arrived (good job on getting air traffic control to hook that up D)
8 - number of awkward hugs at the airport
55 - minutes spent playing Nintendo Wii on our first night in Boston before we hit the pillows.
2 - hours before noon that we starting drinking screwdrivers on the first full day in Boston
1.5 - screwdrivers Murray had before he realized he needed to "slow down"
30 - price in dollars we spent for each ticket to watch Dice-K dominate the Braves in Fenway park.
3 - rounds of Captain shots we did before we left for the bars on saturday because we weren't drunk enough
12 - number of beers Davis bought to chug while we waited for the train
15 - length, in minutes of conversation Davis had with Anne in German (they were either talking about Murray being a loser or Paul Revere being overrated)
25 - approximate number of frightened looks I received from the lead singer of an 80s rock cover band as I was apparently spooking her with my dancing/jumping and overenthusiastic attitude towards their renditions of killer Journey tunes.
3 - girls I was with in a cab when Law and Davis stayed back to catch the next cab (I thought they were staying to go to another club and I was mad that they had succeeded in ditching me with all the women, it should be noted that they actually beat us back to Laws place)
1 - number of lesbian makeout sessions we saw as we drove around Harvard's campus
1 - number of fights we saw (congrats to all those who put their money on "the under" for the weekend)
0 - number of fights we started (though Davis may have been close to changing this figure)
3 - awkward hugs as we left for the airport
1 - number of Midwest Airline Flight 62's from Boston to KC through Milwaukee canceled due to mechanical problems.
1 - number of party buses I got to go on in Boston instead of being in bed in Lawrence (Thank you Midwest Airlines)
1.75 - Liters of Seagrams brought on to the bus
45 - minutes it lasted before we had to stop at a liquor store
12 - approximate number of times I said "not drunk enough" immediately before chugging whiskey
1 - times Davis hung upside down on the party bus
3 - rounds of shots at the bar (that is based on my pictures, not my memories because I don't remember any of them)
After this I don't so much remember numbers. I do remember running away from the party bus, without saying anything to anyone, towards the subway when someone yelled at me but I think I just kept going towards the subway. Then I remember saying to the ticket lady at the subway "I'm not from Boston, I am in a hurry, I need help and I am very drunk." She responded with "What else is new?" Eventually I made it back to the hotel where I woke up Leah and apparently put on an impressive display of puking and farting loudly. She also says I fell down many times. Which helps to explain some bruises. As it turns out, I was indeed "drunk enough."
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3/4.5 - ratio of liters of Seagrams to dudes drinking it on the party bus night...
and why do I have to sign in to see DC? did someone change the setting or is this a new evil google thing?
i changed the setting to protect anonymity.
does that mean that other people (or those without google accounts) can't see it?
only the listed authors can see it
well that seems sort of silly. what about my moms and friends that need to peep the prayer hotline?
then you can change it to invited people. you have as much authority on this as i do, everyone has admin status.
right right, just didn't want to step on any toes. I've got little to hide...I think.
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