Time Moves So Slowly.

Friday was a quiet night, which was very smart of I. and I since Saturday we had to get up very early, get ready, get ice, get in the car and go with C. to the parking lot across from Yankee Stadium for tailgating. At some point in the previous 24 hours I had decided that I would drink a bit since it was a baseball game and I haven't in a while. SO I had three beers and was wasted. I don't know how that happened other than that I'm fairly small and hadn't eaten anything, also the temperature was about 90 degrees. We waited until the 4th inning to finally go inside. I. and I ate everything that we could find on our way there, you would have thought we were flying high by the way we were eating. Hot dogs, dippin' dots, more hot dogs, minute maid frozen lemonade, gatorade, pretzels, and more beer. The Yankees won, of course, and we even got to watch sme home runs being hit. I. says 4, but I only remember seeing 3 (but I was very drunk, so...). Eventually we all made our way home, even at 6 o'clock the traffic was awful.

Later that night, I., J., and I drove back into the city to go to Nation and dance a bit. It had been a lifetime since I had been dancing so I had a great time, shaking it. I talked to A. for a while, whose nickname is Easy due to the first story I ever heard her tell, which was of a day when she came into her room and found a naked girl in her bed, attempting to seduce her, and even though she didn't like the girl what else was she supposed to do?? The girl was naked! It was really good to see our friends and spend some time with them. Especially because on Friday of this week, meaning three days from now, I. and I will be getting on a plane and flying across the ocean.

That's right Britain! Here We Come! But until that happens I just have to sit here and watch the supposed minutes turn into hours before my eyes. Time moves far too slowly when you're attempting to speed it up.