Just got back late last night from my DC/Chincoteague Island trip. It was... interesting. DC was amazing - as per usual! So exciting and fun to see College BFF (especially since we never get to see each other anymore) and the rest of the DC AXO girlies. Enjoyed several home-cooked meals and gossiping about sex, men, and careers. It's nice to talk to a different set of people and get more perspective on life.
Also, all of the Yale crew was in town for a wedding, so I got to go out with them on Friday night to celebrate Vest's birthday. We started off at B's rooftop going away party and then moved to a club to go dancing. I think I found my wedding DJ. The music was ABSOLUTELY perfect. Mix of old school, new school. I could've danced all night ::cue My Fair Lady::
Now... the weird part was that damn island. I was told there would be feral ponies and there were only 3 ponies, behind a fence, light years away from where we were! WTF?! Also, we had a true struggle dinner where we were denied everything we actually wanted. Mozzarella sticks? Out of those. What desserts did they have? None. I'm drunk and want wings! No, bar is only serving pizza. Womp womp. We hung out with one of College BFF's friends and his friend. I kind of wanted to use this trip to get laid, but I just wasn't interested in him. He seemed sweet, but definitely not my type. Like at all. They did drive us home, though. So that's a win!
Then I spent exactly 24 hours in New York and now here I am, at home doing a mountain of work while waiting for the cleaners. It was so nice to catch up with old friends, but I'm ready to figure out my SF life!
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