Man oh man, what a weekend it has been. I was too tired on Friday to do anything/go anywhere, so Mark and i stayed in and watched Crash, which was alright. I really enjoyed the movie, but I thought it made too many generalizations about race. Just because someone is black doesn't mean that he is one day going to have a revelation that he's black and throw rocks at a burning vehicle. Definatly not best picture-worthy. Anyway, Saturday got a lot more interesting, mostly because Mark and I woke up at noon and went to a block party at one. It was pretty fun and the beer was flowing all day long...which may explain my night. We left around five because we couldn't handle the freezing rain anymore and picked up a bottle of kesslers on the way home. We went home, drank a bunch of whiskey, smoked a lot of pot, and some people came and went. It's all kind of blurry. The last thing I can recall is asking Mark if he wanted to roll a J because I was too inebriated to do so. Apparently, in the time that I can't remember, we walked ten blocks to a friend's houseparty, where i was drunkenly rave dancing in a strobe light and humping everyone. I also fell off of the porch into a recycling bin and laid on the ground awhile, in the rain. I really think they're messing with me, because I have to recollection of ANY of that happening. I do remember coming home though, because Mark and I made a frozen pizza. Yikes, I hate being THAT girl. You know, the one that can't handle herself and falls all over that place. Ahh well, that explains why I didn't make it to the SG get together last night....I was busy making up the homework that I planned on doing Sunday afternoon, when i was still sleeping the night off. Oops, sorry guys.