I'm a New York City Boy

OK, so I'm on the east coast. Still getting settled into my dorm room. Yes, dorm room, what was supposed to be an apartment is really just a dorm room :( Only 9 months of this though. Erica is making it a project to decorate and whatnot apparently there will be a theme of blue and green. It sounds rather metro. But that'll have to wait until I unpack everything and get things situated. Right now, it's a war zone. For example, this morning, I woke up to turn off what I thought was my alarm and as I rolled out of bed, I stepped on my shoe box (the new Aldo's) and then to add insult, it wasn't my alarm but in fact, the fire alarm. Great way to start a hungover morning eh? So that brings me to my hangover, went drinking in the city (is there anywhere else to drink?) last night with my roommate Brian. Definitely had a lot to drink between the shots and jello shots we started with, and then the stellas in between before some anonymous girls bought us a round of bud lights followed by another shot to cap the night only to drink some more. Then I trekked the 16 blocks home. And then it's weird, do you ever feel like you remember everything up until you get home, at which point you let go or whatever and can't remember a lick. And in the morning, you're like, wtf?! Anyways, I gotta unpack and put things away and then do laundry (any volunteers?).

Jams of the moment: Petshop Boys - New York City Boy, Coldplay - 2000 Miles