How I got the Itis...

Can't believe Thanksgiving's already over. It seems like just yesterday that it was August and KOB and Pasco were leaving (and D was already gone). But, as promised, I did go down to visit them in Charleston. Rob, Christine, Kelli and I drove down to South Carolina. It was a bit of an ordeal getting the car and coordinating schedules, but it all pretty much worked out.

On Tuesday (Nov. 21st) night, Rob, Christine and I headed down to Logan to go pick up the car. So we got to the airport and caught the shuttle to Thrifty, not realizing that this place is way the hell away from the airport. The drive was quite sketch, we were worried that we'd wake up missing a kidney. It seemed so out of the way from, well anyone who could hear us scream. But we arrived safely, and went to the counter.

Shortly after arriving, we found out, oops there's no car for us! So, I panic because I had been fearing that this wouldn't work out afterall but my fears were quickly allayed when Rob said "well you'll give us the van you have for the same price, right?" Oh, god love him. Apparently this is what the little counterman had meant all along and soon we were in our soccermom van with our Sirius radio (oh, how I love sirius because of this trip). We had the van, but we were missing one thing-- Kelli. Since she had gone out before hand, she was lost and drunk at the airport. We drove back towards Logan and began the "I'm at terminal B" "okay, terminal B, we'll be there is a second" "Wait, maybe I'm at terminal A, i don't know" "well go ask someone" "there's no one around" conversation for 15 minutes and just drove to terminal B to see if we could find her. Christine got out of the van and just started yelling Kelli's name and eventually our quartet was complete. Then, we went to go pick up some of the essentials: 8 cases of red bull, milk, cereal, water and our beloved mascot, li foam and ice and then all of our shit. I have no clue how we expected to fit all the stuff we had into a Dodge Neon but there was more than enough room in our mom van.

The drive down was pretty uneventful, with the exception of getting lost in the Bronx at 2 am, listening to and practicing French and making LiFoam our mascot, and dealing with the drivers in North Carolina. We got into West Ashley at about 8 pm (18 hours give or take) and were greeted by KOB and Pasco.

After hauling all our stuff out of the van and abandoning most of the mess that we had made in the van, we got into their apartment. Let me tell you, so cute! The whole apartment was so colorful and homey. There were pictures on all the walls and just a really inviting feeling. They even had a cute little porch. We took a gander at turkey, pumpkin and mash (kob's new fish that later died and were put in the closet the next day) and got ready to go out. The first bar was really close and pretty empty, but it was a chill atmosphere. So the crew (Kob, Pasco, Kathy, Christine, Rob, Kelli, and I) met up with Danielle and Caleb and some friends and did like we do. To mix it up a bit, we packed into the car and headed for the next bar. This bar was a bit cuter and there was like ballroom dancing down on the dance floor. So odd, but we eventually joined in. It started out as real dancing and just digressed into straight up grinding. So, picture this, there're people spinning each other around and like really dancing while me and the other assholes are grinding with each other. Ah, so fun. We headed out after a bit, happy to be going to bed and excited for turkey the next day.

We started out Thanksgiving with some wine, and that theme continued throughout the night. We all got ready and Danielle, Caleb, Paul, and Dooley came over with the Turkey. Turkey went in, not to return for like 7 more hours. Between then, 20 bottles of wine, vegetables, spinach dip, and hot pockets were polished off. Dinner preparations went well, there was only one small fire with the tin foil in the kitchen and some spillage of mashed potatos, no harm done. In the end, we ate kinda late, but everything was delicious! Paul also educated us about the 'itis.' I'm so proud we all pulled this together. After dinner, I had a nap on the coach (second one of the day) and everyone else had a dance party. I woke up from my little coma for some dance party and then I think we watched Grandma's Boy (I'm too stoned to drive to the devil's house).

The next day, Friday, we went for a little stroll in downtown Charleston and the beach. It wasn't warm enough to go for a swim or anything but it was nice just to walk around and be in the sun. Pasco and I chased some gulls and we all collected some shells. Afterwards, we drove downtown and did some light shopping (I got a sweater that I'm excited about). We drove back not expecting that the night ahead was going to be the best ever.

So, Friday night. Amazing. I can't really describe it other than to list the events. Talking piercings in the kitchen. Cab driver and 'e'erbody rides free, shoot.' and his lotto tix. Johnston's back room bar. Outdoor bar and the swing I almost broke. Long Island... correction, an attempted Long Island. I AM AMAZON WOMAN THESE GLASSES ARE MINE FOR ME TO CRUSH. Skinny bartender. Secret stash of red wine. The band from Boston. Kathy and her man. Pasco's never made out with a girl. Yet. Violent Punk Rock. 'Boston girls are hott.' Other girls and Nasty looks. Flashing across the bar. Pulled onto stage and trying to dance and eventually stealing those glasses I wanted. Meghan "look she's flashing!!" MO. Where's my purse? Where're my friends? Did I close out my tab? Where's my card? Rob's passed out. I tried to go with strange guys. Disco lights in the cab. Why am I on the floor? Aaaaand darkness.

Morning: Why do I have no pants on? Who's bed am I in? Why is it so dark in here? Who's deputy dawg is this? Who's that next to me?

So, to fill in the blanks, I drank too much. Correction, we all drank too much and had a ridiculous night. Everybody was making out in the cab. I'm still not sure why I was on the floor and not in a seat, but that's cool. When we got home, I got naked (does this surprise anyone?) and flashed KOB my cootchie a few times and crawled into her bed with everyone. At one point I think there were 4 or 5 people in bed but I woke up with just me and Kathy and me with no pants on. Oy. My underwear was in my shirt, and I still had those glasses on that I had stolen (and I still have them!) and I was missing one bank card (so was Rob).

So on Saturday, we went down to Charleston again and picked up our bank cards (covered in black goop may I add) and went for the most amazing pizza at the Mellow Mushroom. It was a lazy day and we went back to the apartment and drank wine and lounged around. I can't remember if we watched a movie or not, I fell asleep for a bit. It was perfect to just chill out for a bit, especially considering the drive we had ahead of us.

We left at about 6 am the next day and didn't actually head in the correct direction until about 8 am. We got a bit lost getting out of Charleston and again in DC, but that's okay considering that we didn't have any directions--- It was all from memory. The traffic wasn't terrible and we got home in about 20 hours (after a 2 hour pit stop in Virginia because of fucking Denny's). We dropped off Christine and Rob and I slept (napped, really) at Kelli's and then we went to go drop off the car (which was an ordeal in and of itself because I got us lost) and then I said fuck class and slept until 4:30 in the afternoon.

And that, my friends, cannot even express how much fun I had over Thanksgiving. It was so great to just be around Pasco, Danielle, and Kob. It's difficult though that it really hit me that they aren't just out of town for a bit. I loved the apartment and the area, and their friends so I'm just glad that they're happy.