STEVE PRITCHARD IS A HUMAN JUKE BOX

He really is.  If you don't believe me, you should.  I'm gonna tell you a story about what I did yesterday and if you live in Boston and have not done this you need to go buy some vodka, make a drink, and do this IMMEDIATELY!!  Step 1, find a person you like hanging out with.  For this I chose Kara Balduzzi.  Step 2, have them make you drinks in to-go cups (if you do not understand this then we are not friends and you should not be reading this amazing blog).  TO-GO CUPS ARE THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD.  Step 3, walk along the Charles drinking from your to-go cups and get drunk and shoot the shit.  Really, I did not know what a penis beard was until yesterday when Kara told me.  I can't explain it any further, but if you want to ask her her phone number is 315-345-7354.  After that I went to Cask and Flaggon where we had beers in shots to celebrate how shitty the red sox have been.  What did I learn?  Don't mix absolute Brooklyn with ginger ale.  Yuck. 

16 days left in Boston

I have 16 days left in Boston, and I am going to be drunk for all of them.  Work used to control my drinking, but now that I have taken this time off my drinking is going to be OUT OF CONTROL.  Last night was epic.  I went to club cafe to hang out with some nice gay men.  A large black man named Donovan motor boated me, along w my friend Drew.   We all danced the night away, and saw one of my college professors on the dance floor.  I saw on facebook that he is married but that doesn't stop him from shaking his thang.  The night ended with me telling my roommated that I live with all ugly people during our taxi ride home.  I woke up in the morning with a pile of puke next to my bed.  Had a bromosa at brunch (TITS has a GREAT brunch buffet) and I'm doing laundry now.