Answer the Phone AAAAlright

I went to a frat party hosted by the Sig Ep gentlemen of school. It was everything I expected and the theme was horribly cliche; collared shirts and mini skirts. A friend who hurt her back was held up in a chair all night, and although competent, looked wasted, she probably got the most attention from the guys there. Sleaze balls. Although it was good hanging out with a few old buddies from high school and meeting new people, it really wasn't my scene and reminded me why I had been hanging with my junior buddies recently, the BTA boys as they like to call themselves. If their love of a good time is no indication, their monicker makes reference to both bongs and booze. Not that I partake in either, but they sure make week nights fun.


I accompanied the boys and a couple of friends to Santa Barbra last weekend. Although the trip was well worth the long drive, we cruised the streets of Isla Vista in the pouring rain, and the walk back home was less than enjoyable. Superbowl Sunday was spent lazy in Montecito in living rooms overlooking the coast with a view that nearly reached to Ventura.




Rudy, my neighbor across the alley and David's best buddy, has rounded out a nice foursome with Natalie and I. Our amoeba quad has been inseparable for the past week, and have bounced between each of our apartments; my 'sweet pad', Rudy's 'studio' where he reinvents designs for Ray Ban style shades, Natalie's impeccably clean Ikea apartment, and David's apartment A, less than seven minutes down the coast in Manhatty where life revolves around bacon.."I'm hungry, let's make bacon!", "You're just in time, I'm cooking bacon!" or "Does it still smell like bacon? Yeah we just made some".

D-List Celebrities, For Now

This weekend reunited the dream team.



Miss Pebbles and I ended the week with a grand slam of partying starting Thursday night. Mike's birthday, a cocktail party, a 'celebrity' themed party and a wild bus ride to the club rounded out the festivities.

Who Needs The Greeks

I hosted a small soiree for close friends last week. Incidentally, it turned into a rager. I use the term 'rager' tactfully, but rager it was. When a sound system is brought in, when the booze is flowing freely, when chicks are passed out in the hall, when people are hooking up in the bathroom, when everyone is at least half naked, then you can call your party a rager.

Hipster Paradise

The girls and I took a trip to Moscow...a club in Hollywood. Chelsea met a guy who wanted to "put her in a snow globe and make her world all snowy", it made her night.

Sun and Love Shining Through

The spring semester of school has started, and the weather agrees. The sun tempted us down to the beach for a head start on our tans. I'm so glad to be back with the the friends who have become my family away from home. First semester was exciting because everyone was still meeting each other, establishing friendships and falling into the groove of college. Now that we have found our niches I have a feeling that this is going to be an amazing semester.

Night of a Dozen Dresses

NYE 2008 Los Angeles

starring:
Eva
Kevin
Steph

costarring:
Michael
Erik

with:
Lexie
Adam
Bangs and braces girl

music by:
DJ Fellie Fel
"Get Buck"

Storyline: Two best friends get ready for a New Years Eve never to be forgotten. Party hopping, champaign sipping, pool table dancing and several dress changes ensue.