me and my house

i was cleaning out my hotmail inbox the other day. (i hardly ever use my hotmail account anymore since it is 90% spam anyway.) i ran across this email i sent to my sister last november after a night out on the town and it had kevin and i both laughing.

From: Mollie Donovan
Sent: Saturday, November 13, 2004 1:07 AM
Subject: yo

its 1am and i just got to kevin's house. i had to pick him up for the night b/c he started making white russians for himself at home at 5:30. (did i tell you about his recent obsession with white russians?)

we went down to fox & hound to meet up with friends and there were all of these columbian guys there who thought kevin was so funny and kept buying him tequila shots. i made the mistake of leaving him with those guys for an hour. who knows how many shots he took...

then we went to halcyon (the coffee shop with the yummy espresso martinis) and hung out on the couches and met up with some other friends of ours. it was a pretty fun night. except of course i was the designated driver and had to finally tell the columbian guys - named juancho and anjelo- to stop buying kevin drinks.

oh my gosh, can i tell you what just happened? i am sitting here emailing you and i hear the microwave start up and shout, 'hey kevin what are you doing?' and then i hear casey eating something. kevin is drunk and has decided that since he's hungry and making himself a quesadilla, that casey must be hungry too and fed him for the third time today. and no, i'm not
kidding.



heehee. it just makes me wonder how many of those silly nights we forget about because there isnt a random email to remind you. i wish i was better at journaling. there is just so much to remember.