June 08, 2003

Saturday Night

I went to this party downtown last night. It was horrible. For one, everyone was the same. It was polo shirt after polo shirt. Nothing wrong with polo shirts, but jesus people spice it up. I think because of the all the sameness there wasn't any mingling of any sorts, which is the whole point of a party.

Serena had invited over a friend from work and she brought her boyfriend. They were a little shy, but I like them. Hopefully we will see them again. The boy had bad ass pants.

The apartment was a white man's reggae paradise. It even had what appeared to be an alter. It was nuts. We didn't stay very long, short enough that are CTA cards were charged for a transfer. We just went back to our apartment and hung out for a little bit.