NOT SAFE FOR WORK

Hey everyone,

I hope you enjoy reading my column below, I'm pretty happy with it, so hopefully you will enjoy it too.

It's been a couple weeks now since I was home, I'm not keeping very good track these days, that and, nothing terribly interesting has been going on, until last Saturday, which was so choice.

So quick review: last weekend I was in the DITA (D*****n Independent Theater Association) One Acts, which went really well. That Friday night nothing interesting happened, but the next night Eric Hutchinson played, which was incredible. I ran up to where he was performing right after the show and managed to get a spot right in the very front. The show was awesome, I took a billion pictures which are on my Facebook page. So yeah, that was freakin' awesome. Afterward I went to the one acts cast party and got a little drunk and nothing super fun happened, but I had a great night.

Fast forward to next weekend, skipping over he pat where Ben won't return my calls and keeps sicking his girlfriend on me. Oh wait, pause at April Fools day. I hate A pril fools, because its seriously an excuse for people to be mean to eachother. So first thing in the morning I see a text from Ben that says "Hey, it's Jess," B's new girlfriend, "Ben is in the hospital and we can't reach his parents, I need you to call me as soon as you get this." So I flipped shit, right? Because, hello, I love B to death and he has a billion reasons he could be dying in a hospital so I'm totally freaking out and I call him and he answers and I'm like "Ohmygod are you ok? Did they find your parents? I got thi text from Jess saying you were in the hospital" and he says" uhhhh, April Fools?" and I was so fucking pissed. It was ridiculous, scaring me and making me cry is not funny, I can't believe he would let her do that to me. I want to talk to him and tell him I'm upset but he won't fucking answer his phone and she keeps textig me and pretending to be him. It totally weirds me out that she's all up in his phone.

So that's happening and I'm upset. Fast forward to the weekend......and pause! So I was in a show playing a man, again, (and wishing I could see the musical!!!!!) and the show was good. Packed houses both nights. I stayed in Friday ight to write my column, but Saturday night I went out, oh yes I did.

So after the show I ran up to my room and changed and went ove to Carolyn's room. She was in the show and a senior, and she's fab. I had two drinks in her room with some flks and then we all went down to the cast party. The party was chill and I drank some more, including a solo cup of juice compoased of Everclear, champagne, beer and vodka, which was delicious. Needless to say, I was getting drunk, wonderfully drunk, yay.

From the cast party we went to the Homestead, which is about 20 minutes form campus, its like a hippie commune where students live without water or power. its like a tiny Ithaca, I feel very at home there. Anywho, I drank some more and smoked some weed and it was delightful. Sometime during the evening I saw this guy I thought I knew (its dark out there if you're not near the fire) but he wasn't someone I knew, he was Simon, a Sig Ep, and president of the IFC (inter-fraternal council) and suppppper cute. We chatted, he gave me a cigarette (blech) and then we parted ways so I could drunk about elsewhere.

So we ran into each other later, and walked over to the fire to warm up and then we go too hot and moved away but he was like "I'm cold" and I said, no shit, with utter seriousness, "I'll keep your warm." And despite its middle schoolishness, it totally worked and we proceeded to make out with was soooooo nice, he was great. Then we like made out hardcore on a roof and touched a lot and rolled around and I ripped my pants a ton and it was fucking great.

Around 2am, we grabbed a road beer and began the walk back to campus, which took about half an hour and chatted about a bunch of thigns, including that the column I had just written was about hooking up and how much I love sex slash my favorite non sex sexual activity. And t was fab, but my freakin roommate was asleep in my room, again, so we were like, what do we do now? And we went to the Intramural fields where we proceeded to fuck etc. And oh my god it was so fucking great. He was awesome, like soooooooooo good. so fucking good. We fucked for forever and I came like a billion times but he was having whiskey dick issues so he didn't finish. he excused himself for a moment and I finished him in the french way, which resulted in my having massive identical bruises on both of my knees. Anyways, I just loved the whole experience, he knew what he wanted and like grabbed and directed which was nice, it was like "oh, ok, cool, I can totally do that." And I was totally uninhibated due to y drunkenness so I think I probaly gave the best blow job of my life. The only thing was that he kind of grabed my head and pushed a little which ws kind of scary but he only did it a tiny bit so I didnt freak out.

Ugh, it was fucking awesome. So we exchanged numbers, and I'll proably never hear from him, but I would love to sleep with him again, he was just so good. The only thing is that Danger asked me out, and he's coming here next weekend so we can go to dinner, and I'm kind of excited but I'm not sure its gonna work out. We talk a lot, so I already know I like him and that we get along, I just think that I want him in my mouth.

Anyways, I guess we'll see how it all turns out.

Love you all!

-Ro