strange days

more like strange night, but close enough. last night was one of the weirdest nights i've had in a while, but also the most enjoyable. it started off with I heart Huckabees. very good movie. funny, thought-provoking. plus i got free candy. stale malt balls, but still free. then we went to a concert at twiropa. a kid in one of jaya's classes was playing, so we watched them, and a couple other acts. for my first real concert, it was pretty good. i forget the name of the main act, but they were really good, and the others weren't bad either. after the show we called a cab, and wound up waiting around for at least an hour, outside, freezing our asses off. i know, it's new orleans, it's not really cold, blah blah blah. i don't care, i was cold. and bored. and pissed. we called the cab company at least three times, and wound up catching a random cab that just happened by. never use united cab. they suck. a lot.
anyway, we eventually made it back to campus, and we decided to head over to vera cruz for some drinks. some tequila, some beer, and some white russians later, the night started to get strange. unfortunately for all you out there in blogland or whatever, i'm not quite comfortable enough with this blog thingee to go into greater detail. sorry. but i will tell you this- i wound up being the sober one of the group. which isn't supposed to happen. also, i have no regrets about the night, none of it.
god damn it, this is turning into one of those stupid whiny feeling blogs, and that's not what it was supposed to be. fuck it, i'm going to breakfast.