Everything I can remember

So yeah, it's been a while. I haven't been posting or reading. It's kinda bad. This entry will be random, and possibly a little rambling.

Fashion:
I've noticed recently the wallet chain is making a come back. Though its really more among the ghetto kids the the punk kids. I remarked on this phenomenon to a friend of mine and she said that not only is they ghetto crowd sporting the wallet chains, but that they've also started wearing suspenders and the checkered vans. I didn't believe and then saw that exact combination on the way home. When the hell did the ghetto kids start looking to the nerdy emo/punk kids for fashion ideas. Next dogs and cats will start marrying each other and there will be mass hysteria.

1 Year
March 10th was my one year anniversary in the city. This also marked the end of my opposition to dating anyone in the city. This will have more relevance later, but I'm trying to go chronologically here.

St. Patrick's day.
1 Hockey game and 3 bars later, I got two phone numbers. How a guy wearing jeans and hoodie who isn't shaved and is already 6 hours into drinking pulls this off is beyond me. I celebrated by having a vague recollection of catching the uptown D train at 14th street. The next thing I remember is peeing on the platform at 205th street in the Bronx. I really need to stop passing out on trains. Of course by the same token, anyone that trys to mug me will be really disapointed because I usually don't have much money left in my wallet by the end of nights like that anway.

Birthday
Thanks to those who left my the myspace birthday love, it was appreciated.

Speaking of birthdays, that meant I as in Atlantic City. It was good tiems. I love taking people's money at the poker table. I love it even more when they're smart enough to know what i have, but dumb enough to keep putting down more money just so they can see my cards. Thanks for bringing me back into the game kids! This excursion involved the small but good crew of Rory and Jim; amazingly we all survived. I think we drunk dialed everyone that we mutually knew and had numbers for until our phones died. Apologies if you feel left out. Get me your number and I promise it won't happen again.

Anyway, after gambling, Hooters, a stop back to the room to watch the Final Four, we headed out to a bar with a cover band. We were hanging out, singing along to our favorite dorm room party songs when some drunk idiot bumped into me causing me to spill my beer a little. (FYI, the bar was crowded, but there was still sufficient walking room.) Being the asshole that I am, I felt the need to shove back. This caused him to shove me back causing me to spill more of my beer onto the courgar I was flirting with. Thankfully, Jim being the least drunk and most level headed of all us stepped between us so I didn't do something insanely stupid. Well the night continues on without incident for another hour or 2 and the cover band wraps it up for the night.

After releiving himself, Jim returns to tell me that the guy I was trying to pick a fight with was apparently hanging on to the urinal for dear life. That would have been funny enough, but then the guy decides he wants to try to pick the fight this time. He wedges himself between me and the wall as I was next to and I think says something about not liking the sideburns (hey they're not for everyone). Jim this time decides that the smart choice is to just take my beer from me to prevent any alcohol abuse. In what can only be described as an amazing degree of restraint (particularly considering that I'm drunk and teh bar is closing so getting thrown out wouldn't be that big of a deal), I convince the guy to get the hell away from me. The guy then wanders forward a few steps, and I guess he tried to get on stage, where he ended up tripping and completely taking himself out. He was then carried out of the bar by security. High comedy.

The Academy is...
A friend of mine had an extra ticket to a "live taping" of The Academy is... for MTV. This conveniently fell the week I had off from rehearsal so I could actually go. I only knew 2 songs by them, but I liked those 2 songs so decided hey, free ticket lets go check them out. I was disturbed by 2 things. First, I had to walk through a metal detector to get in. I can deal with this, but the fact that I set it off and I was told to keep walking was really weird. Second, all ages shows really kinda suck because hanging out with high school kids makes me feel a little dirty. It's also a little sad that I probably have more in common with the 40 and 50 year old parents than I do with the high school kids. Anyway, they put on a decent show, though I don't think I'll be buying any CD's.

Notre Dame Hockey
A dispointing second round exit, but what I really want to talk about is our first round opponent. Alabama-Huntsville. That's right, a school in Alabama can support a D-I hockey team. WTF? Can anyone explain to me how this is possible? Is there another D-I hockey school with 500 miles of them? Who the hell plays hockey in Alabama? Needless to say I'm perpelexed.

Sit down for this one.
I'm actually dating someone. We had agreed to "casually date" with the implication of being able to date other people, though it seems to be sliding towards "exlusively date." While its nice for now, I'm pretty sure it isn't going to be going much of anywhere for 1 main reason: she's spending the summer studying abroad. There are several other contributing factors that cause me to have doubts as well, but if I am going to do this dating thing, I suppose you have to throw yourself out there a little right?