Halloa all

Usually my posts don't just recount that have happened to me over the past few days b/c the events of my life (as with most people I think) are fairly uneventful, however Nats this weekend at Swat was definitely eventful and filled wiht many postable things.

First, it really reminded me why I joined debate in the first place. It was alot of fun, and I got to spend time with many good people. There were lots of quality conversations, drunken hugs, sarcastic rants, and of course random comments like "your hair is awesome!"(to an UMBC debater). To all those who made the weekend awesome for me, you know who you are and I love y'all......

One thing that really touched me was Kevin Grinberg's mentioning of me in his senior speech. I didn't really know him before, but at nats we hung out and talked enough to make me wish he wasn't graduating and that I could see him more in the future. It was really awesome to hear he felt the same way about me.......

Rob Glunt and Adam Bonnifield(I hope I spelled that correctly) made it to final round which made me happy. Even though Rob is evil (so they say), he has always been nice to all of us at BU. I have been a fan of Bonnifield ever since he gave the orgasmic MO in the novice finals at our tournament. Also, he has commented on World of Dennis (a very nice comment as well...if i do say so myself), so that makes me even more of a fan. They also ran the greatest case ever (I say that because I thought of the very same thing a month earlier) and, in my opinion, got robbed in final round....ah well...they are headed for great things next year....

We also saw Burt Reynolds at a Wawa in the Swat area...wow was that surreal.....

It's official, I have become a drinker. I think the true turning point occured when I took swigs of Fireball in GA on Friday as we eternally waited for pairings. This seemed to impress even Cory, who is no slouch in the art of inebriation. I really have no clue how this happened, and how my stauch opposition to such things dropped so quickly. Last semester, I wouldn't touch the stuff. On Friday I found myself giving slurred economic analysis to Mike as to why I shared the Fireball, chastising Bonnifield for reading my blog and sending random IM's but not saying "Hi" in person, hugging sarah/megan/schon/kevin/beth/cat in all my inebriated glory, and telling Emmanuel that I thought he was gay. I'm also fairly impressed at how well I handle the alcohol. I have yet to get a hangover or even feel sick. It must be the Irish blood...

Something that happened today, not at Nationals- Today, I got a pleasant surprise when I went to Expresso Royale to get coffee. I went to pay for my coffee when this cute, gay-looking guy asked me if I wanted a "coffee card". I said sure. He then told me that he had noticed me in here many times, and that he would give me a few back stamps. He then proceded to stamp my entire card and told me: "Come back here and get something delicious...Nothing incentivizes getting a card like free stuff." It was funny, b/c I really don't go in there that often, so it makes me think he was hitting on me. Now, I'll have to use the card strategically. Clearly, I should wait until he's working again and then use it and make a flirty comment of some sort....This sounds just like some sort of movie.