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The Nestrack

Skye has a half-written blog entry about our Third Eye Blind experience on the laptop in the living room that I expect him to finish shortly. I would write about it to, but as circumstances would have it, I was a bit inebriated and am slightly hazy on certain details. Details as in:

a) Why I saw a picture of Alander with his shirt off lying in a gutter.
b) Why my entire left side hurt when I woke up in the morning (probably a function of sleeping 12 people in a hotel room and falling down while running in the middle of the street)
c) How the hell I jumped 6'5 on Saturday after being, as Skye said, "One of the drunkest I've ever seen you. And that's saying something."
d) Most other things that happened during the night until I was reminded of them.
e) How in god's name 4 out of 5 members of team "I got really hammered on Thursday in Providence at the Third Eye Blind Concert" PR'ed at the meet on Saturday. I was the lone member to dissapoint.

So after hearing about the Nestrack Party on Facebook, I figured it would be a great opportunity for Round 2 of the weekend. Everyone had Friday night to recuperate and rest, and then be recharged for a trip to Amherst to show the rest of Nescac what we're made of.

Unfortunately, everyone else on the team is a pussy. Alander and his freshmen hoes backed out, Sam decided he was lame and didn't want to go, and slowly the numbers dwindled. Even Skye decided he'd rather get laid, (and let his new "girlfriend"'s prefrosh sleep in my bed) than have fun. Not even the question, 'What would Bloom do?' dissuade him from his obviously irrational refusal to attend. So we set out with a skeleton crew.

Crew: Myself, Shanley, Churry, Bons, Kathleen, and the immortal Daniel Sullivan himself.
Supplies: 12 Pack of Blue Moon, 12 Pack of Magic Hat, Bottle of Absolut Orange.
Plan: Invade Amherst. And find a place to sleep, preferably not on a floor.

So we get there and roll into the dorm where the party is. Yes, the dorm. In Amherst, they don't have houses. So in the basement of their dorms, they have a huge room where they hold parties. It's actually kind of cool, but I could see it getting old pretty quick. We quickly realize that between the six of us attending, we know a grand total of one person (Shanley's friend from high school). Luckily, we find her and she introduces us to other Amherst girls. This is where Shanley's story ends. He decided that he wanted Vodka. So he finds a red cup and fills it with vodka. And then drinks it. And then takes a few shots. 20 minutes later he was running around with his shirt off and screaming.

Now supported by Williams, Amherst, and Wesleyan runners, the party progressed as parties do. At one point, I'd say 3/4 of the people were naked ready to go streaking. I started talking to a very cute girl that I know was on my fantasy NESCAC squad. We talked for a while, but then a guy who I learned later she was kind of dating showed up, and so that went busto. But I hit it off with her suitemate, and we hit a couple frats (you can walk outside with beer there. It's sweet) and then went back to her place.

I woke up the next morning at like 8:30, we went to Dunkin Donuts and then progressed home where I won $50 from Dub playing 1 on 1 basketball.

-Arak

Bromfield Mascot

So my parents got a puppy a couple weeks ago. It's a Shihzu/Poodle mix named Bruno. No Bloom, unfortunately for you, he's not gay. So my mom is away visiting her mom in Montana, and my Dad had to go away on business for 3 days this week. No problem, my parents thought, my degenerate brother who got kicked out of college will be home to take care of it. Not that we want him taking care of the an 11-week-old puppy, but hopefully it'll live. Then he got a job. As anyone who has met my brother can attest, there was no way to see this coming. But, you can't leave a puppy alone at home all day, so I volunteered to take care of it. Now, there were two things that I didn't know, not living a home and having only met the dog 3 times.

A) It's not housebroken. I guess this isn't unusual for a dog this young.
B) It screams when you leave the room. Especially when it's locked in its little kennel/cage/home.

So my Dad drops it off at 7am on the way to the airport. I figured I'd get up, let it in, and go back to bed. Dogs don't let you do that. Especially not puppies.

On the flip side, even though it's not housebroken, it's really smart. Last night while I was at dinner it had to take a shit. Where did it go?

That's right, Skye's room. Is anyone remotely surprised?

Okay, on with the pics.

-Arak

Best Week Ever

And if you say to me tomorrow,
Oh what fun it all would be,
Then whats to stop us, pretty baby,
But what is and what should never be.


We just came off a 2-round weekend, and this is what's left for me:
1) Third Eye Blind concert
2) The second coming of Neil Orfield
3) A date with a girl who i)seems genuinely cool and ii)has explicitly said that she genuinely likes me (Beat: She doesn't know me that well).
4) Nestrack party

I have a ton of work that needs to get done, but all-in-all this should be sick.

Do you know Alex Bloom?

Unfortunately, this post was too epic to be put on the interwebs. A copy has been generated, however, so the contents are not forever lost.

Party

Let's have a party at the Brom.

It can't be this weekend because I am going to AC holla.
It can't be the weekend after that, because I have business to attend to.

Any time after that would be quite crucial.

People I would like to see there:

Any alums who live locally
Ciaran
Sully's uncle

If you guys have to not drink for track, make it after the season ends, because I would prefer people not be nits.

I will purchase the keg.

Arak let me know, because this is directed at you, as everyone else is pretty useless.

That's it for now.

DUB wins seat to world series of poker main event!!!

yea so i just finished playing 7hrs in a $650 satellite to the world series main event and i "finally" (after playing in like 3 or 4 satellites over the last couple weeks) won my seat!!! i'm pretty psyched and i doubt i'll be able to get to sleep tonight and this might be cause for celebration where i need to take a... "rain day" (like a snow day from high school, duh) and skip class tomorrow. anyway, when this eventually takes place in early july this summer and i luckbox my way to the final table, i'll be sure to fly all you guys out to vegas to cheer me on and enjoy all the "perks" that come along with making the WSOP final table. that's all for now

~dub