Well here's the weekend wrapup blog for all of you out there. Thursday night was just chillin and watchin tv all night, oh that donald trump. Friday was quite the eventful day as I won the AFC championship and later in the day won the super bowl 52-24 with patrick surtain being super bowl mvp...oh how i wish my dolphins will ever be in that situation. alas, i must go on. Friday night was fun times, as there was drinkage and partying after a few hours of studying cog psych. Me, Chris, Ron, and Germ all went over to their friend's apartment, and Ant (yes, he actually came out!) met up with us there. Kiwi-strawberry vodka drinks, and screwdrivers gave me a nice lil drunkenness...and happily not to the point of throwing up like some people (those first dp dough bites will get ya every time!). Lost my one game of beer pong of the night...I think that I'm only successful when my team name contains some biblical figure. So next time as Team Jesus or perhaps even Team King Herod, I will dominate once again. Then on the way home, me and Chris managed to kick a piece of ice all the way from some place by hilltop all the way to west where it died out...poor lil piece o ice. Sidenote on Friday, I found out my new laptop is waiting at home for me for next weekend...so psyched! Yet also incredibly broke now with that expense and the lack of money in my wallet ($10 to get me home next weekend!). So let's see then Saturday we had the Uconn-Notre Dame game at the civic center. And for the big national cbs game they give us pom poms...woo hoo. It was an ugly game at times, but we got the win so that's all that matters. Our defense is bailing us out big time as of late. Oh also of mention: there was a good halftime show with guys dunking off trampolines! So after the game, dinner over at north with like 20 people. Crazy how much they changed that dining hall since last year when I lived over there. Took me 20 min to find the damn grated cheese. But a good dinner with everyone, and good dinnertime story learning about Brazilian Steve's last strip club experience. And also seeing Pat almost choke when Murph said he was going to the Rocapella concert instead of the strip club. So now that led to another hour of studying before the strip club in celebration of Tim Fraser's 20th birthday. All 10 of us packed into 2 cars and made our way over there. And luckily being a Saturday night the place was packed like a mofo...bunch of damn perverts, I tell ya! A bit too crowded to be too much fun, but a few memorable moments. We all pitched in and bought Tim a lap dance, which came with a free key chain! He came back to tell us how his nipples were bit...oh those strippers! But hands down the moment of the night was Murph asking one of the strippers what the etiquette is of a strip club. The stripper then continued to walk away from him promptly, muttering something about "what the fuck". But other than that...nothing too exciting. The porn shop had its usual interesting items, but sadly no sheep were purchased this time. So that pretty much leads up to today where I watched my Knicks get pounded for 3 and a half quarters, til they almost came back from a 20+ defecit, but alas fell 6 points short at the end. Really wondering if we were better off keeping Keith Van Horn around. Oh well, we need Houston back bad to gear up for the playoffs. So after the game I talked to my girl for a bit, learning of her weekend in Boston where her and her parents were confronted by many a homeless people, one of which offerred to let her kick his ass for a dollar. Also learned that there's a DeSimone square somewhere in Boston.

We're everywhere!!! The phone call made me tired and delirious, which was fun as I found myself laughing hysterically for quite some time over nothing. Sometimes I don't know how I'm put up with. So an unsuccessful nap later and here I am. After dinner, it's cognitive psych for the rest of the night...boo! (KOT) Well til next time, remember the wise words of dan akroyd..."THE DISH IS A DISEASE!"