Fun Friday

And I thought my life was going to slow down.

Hah.

Summer hours just lead to sloppy nights.

The first was fairly unsuccessful; I left the office at 4:30 instead of 2:00.

Friday #2, July 13th, was far more… exciting? My two Public Affairs teammates & I decided to spend the sunny afternoon doing a public service… helping Lindsay get rid of the leftover booze & snacks from the previous weekend’s roof deck party. (There’s nothing like looking over the skyscrapers of Boston with two good friends.) One thing led to another… and sometime around midnight we were drinking sake in Chinatown with three of Lindsay’s closest friends.

The 20th, however, takes the cake. As Lindsay’s time at the firm comes to a close, I reserved the afternoon — 2:30pm to 2:30am — for “Fun Friday”. Fun it was!

2:30pm: Harry Potter & The Order of the Pheonix movie
My favorite book, mostly because my favorite character — Sirius Black — plays a central role. The movie was also a lot of fun… and Lindsay taught me the thumb game with the previews. (You’d never know we were twenty-somethings instead of kids…)

5:00pm: Rendezvous
Lindsay’s best friend & sister-in-law, Leah, who also has summer hours, met us after an afternoon of shopping. For fitness, we walked home (women will be women…) where we met more friends.

5:30pm: Arrive at Barking Crab
…where it’s packed. But we pile in and, after waiting forever, order pitchers of beer… that disappear quickly. Desperate for more but lacking patience, they nominate me to go to the bar. All I could think about was Martine, my Dutch friend from France, saying: “Make use that you’re a lady.” Armed with a smile, I plowed my way through the easiest crowd to breach… the construction workers. After a few minutes, I returned to our table with pitchers of beer.
Apparently, while I was en route, the bouncer approached the table and said, “Damn, that girl is brave.”
I do what I can. Especially for beer.

10:30pm(ish): The Vault
It’s starting to get sloppy… which means it’s time to move on. So to the Vault we walk, where we proceed to drink some more.

11:45pm(ish): The Tavern
Onto Beacon Hill. Hilarity ensues. We start hearing random pick up lines like, “I live in Charlestown. Do you want to come home with me?” No. Then five minutes later, “Are you sure?” Yes, I’m sure. Twenty minutes later. “Still don’t want to come home with me?”

12:30am(ish): Cambridge Street
I put a friend in cab because he’s too drunk to make it. It funnier for a lot of other reasons, too.

2:30am: Chinatown
We’ve reached our goal: We had a solid 12 hours of fun… but it’s still going on. Time for a post-drinking dinner. In addition to it being absolutely delicious, Lindsay & I start to realize we’re the only ones left still articulate and standing. Her husband takes a nap under the table. Seriously.

3:30am: Home
Tequila and I pass out… knowing tomorrow might be just as crazy.

11:30am: Breakfast
Roll my tired & aching body out of bed just in time for Alex to make eggs… yumm…