XXI

This past weekend I drove down to Berkeley to celebrate Maria's 21st birthday. I can't believe she is just now turning 21. It seemed like it was centuries ago when I turned 21. I feel old.

I was somewhat anxious to go cause I only knew a few of Maria's friends and I know

she has a bunch of random groups of friends. I figured everyone would be really clique-y and keep to themselves. I was right. For that reason I was really glad to see Laura. We've hung out once before and we both didn't really know anyone else there, so naturally we gravitated towards each other. Not only do I think she's like the cutest girl like...ever, she's really fun to talk to. We talked about everything from calculus, its always sunny in philadelphia, to the euro. It was one of the more pleasant and refreshing conversations I've had in a long time.

Some of us at dinner

Maria's friend Steph couldn't make it so she sent a bday gorilla. I've never seen this before.

After all the dinner/gorilla interrupting/wine drinking/beer pong, we walk over to the bars. As the clock strikes 12, Maria enters her first bar. Seeing as how many people came to the bars, I was scared for her liver. She had the typical blow job shot, AMF's, and a bunch of other things. Unlike Ammo who tries to choke people or Billy who asks for water and then just spits it back out, Maria is a very composed drunk. It's probably due to the years of practice she's had. I had a great time at the bars. I got to catch up with Lucia and Sarah, ran into some friends from elementary, experiment with some obscure drinks with Laura, and made friends with a guy who is Russell Brand's doppelganger. The night ended with Maria and I walking back to her place to catch up and crash. Since she was too busy mingling with everyone, the opportunity to actually have a conversation with her didn't really present itself, so it was really nice just talking to a drunk Maria.

Heading to the bars...

Blowjob shot which she couldn't do -__-

LOL @ ali

North + West

I left Berkeley around 10:45ish. In the process, I managed to get a freaking speeding ticket! I was going no more than 75. Ok, maybe closer to 81 but still. I was going with the traffic. The only reason I was speeding, was so I could get home and catch the Giants game. How dumb is that? I mean if I miss the first 10 minutes, its not like theres 4 more hours of baseball left.

-___- Now Maria's 21st birthday will forever be synonymous with this damn speeding ticket.

Aside from the ticket, I had a great weekend. Happy Birthday West!