The Sweet Escape

This week has been fantastic. Honestly, I am super sad that it is over.

Let's see, I left ya'll off on Sunday?
Monday I don't remember anything, to be honest. I don't think I went out. I think I crashed at my friend's dorm room which is, oh yeah, back on my campus. Crazy much? Yes.

Tuesday, Carl and I drove around for much of the day and then decided to head down to Baltimore. We met up with Brendan -- who we discovered that night is my twin (not in the literal sense, but in the personality sense). For those keeping track that means we now have Tall Brendan and Twin Brendan. Anyways, Brendan was at his friend Frankie's house, and Derrick arrived shortly after us. We partied it up there and, I won't lie, somehow ended up just chilling around the house naaked. Eh, it happens. A lot with Frankie, actually. :-P
Anyways, I was laying across Frankie with my head in Derrick's lap (Derrick kept his pants on) and the boy got like jealous or something and left, and we kind of had this heated debate about it after that and I'll just say...I'm less endeared now. He's still cute, I'm just not sure he can handle me. I don't, I can't handle jealous fits.

I spent the night at Frankie's and then the next night....Twin Brendan, Frankie, and I went to a strip club in Baltimore called Spectrum. It wasn't atrocious...but it was pretty tragic. I counted twelve people other than the three of us there. Including their dancers.
They closed at midnight, and we returned to Casa di Frankie and we all crashed there that night as well.
I think if it hadn't been a Wednesday, it would have been much better. Or, at least, I hope so.

Thursday the three of us trekked down to Apex in D.C., which was alright, but not as good as some times I've been there. Okay, rephrase: the last Thursday I was there was better but it was a fairly average night for Apex.
I did run into my friend Alphonso just as we were leaving though, that was fun! Honestly, I can't remember where I crashed that night, but I am pretty sure it wasn't Frankie's.

In case you hadn't gathered this, during the day I would do a huuuuuge nothing. The next night (Friday) Club XS was having a special appearance by Billy Brandt. The Bossman had told me I could come in briefly to meet him, and I was going to Baltimore so I planned to make this a super brief introduction. As it was, I was in the club for a total of five minutes.
I walked in, discussed some stuff with the Bossman and then introduced myself to Billy Brandt. I was a little afraid I offended him as I walked out shortly after -- it really wasn't that I was star struck (well, mildly), and it had nothing at all to do with him looking very little like his pictures (still really hot though!), but more to do with that Carl was going through the McDonald's drive-through in my car, without me being there.
Anyways, I went to leave without an autograph and I was actually stopped! Billy Brandt wanted to give me an autograph!! He was a sweetheart, and he even got very slightly flustered about my name. It was kinda cute. He first spelled it "Gram" and then wrote the "ham" over the m. He was all apologetic too.
So, now, the corrected autograph reads:

Graham
Great to meet you.
Love Billy Brandt

I gotta find out if he has a blog or a Myspace or something. He's a really great guy. People seem surprised by that, but of course since I've talked to three porn stars on the blogosphere (you guys know who you are, and I adore all of you!) I was really not surprised by the fact that he's more than just a sex symbol.

So Carl and I headed down into Maryland, met up with Frankie and Twin Brendan, and then headed to Sonar. This was Frankie's first time there. It was a BLAST and so many people were there -- Derrick and Nikki who we had met last Friday, plus their friend Ethan who was cool. Twin Brendan came with us, obviously, and some of his friends were there. Tall Brendan was there with his friend Cory, who is also cool. Carl was there too. I feel like more people were there, but I must've forgotten in the excitement.
This group came on stage to do a live performance while a bunch of us were up there. Carl, Twin Brendan, and I decided to stay on stage because the performers said we could if we danced. So there we are, back up dancers to this group of phenomenal women rappers. Yeah, it was pretty fabulous.
And have I mentioned that Twin Brendan and I are like the perfect pair? You want a party, you want to have both of us there. No, for serious.

After Sonar, we went to their friend Crystal's house where we hung out in her hot tub. Yes, naked. What fun are hot tubs when you wear anything in them, right? Of course right.
So, you're really only supposed to stay in a hot tub for an hour, tops. We were definitely in it for an hour and fifteen minutes. Oh well, shit happens and we're still pretty so it must be okay. :-P

Saturday, yesterday, was the biggest day. Carl and I returned to Pennsylvania and then split up. Carl stayed in that night (party pooper :-P) but not I. I headed up to Shimmer in Harrisburg. I'm not gonna lie, it was mostly to get my flirt on with the hot soda jerk who works there and who I was pretty sure was behind the counter that night. And, yeah, I was right, Josh was there and I chatted with him for most of the time I was there.
I meant to leave at 10:30 but my car wouldn't start, so I got a ride down to Club XS and worked. Twin Brendan joined the rest of us go go dancers. It was a little bit of a dull night, not a bad night just not exactly exciting. I had a lot of fun though. And it was cool because Billy Brandt came and was just partying like everyone else. So cool. Cooler still? He remembered me from my five minute adventure the night before. As he explained it to me: "I never forget a space. I forget names, but never faces." And then he proved it by describing our meeting the night before. I was very impressed.

When Twin Brendan and I got paid, you would think that would be the end of the night, but no. We were ending my spring break with a blast, so the trio of Twin Brendan, Frankie, and I made our way to an afterhours club called 1722 in Baltimore.
To my surprise I ran into my gorgeous friend Jeci there. It was pretty shocking, but quite cool. After Seventeen, we went to eat breakfast at this neat, eccentric and eclectic diner called Paper Moon. And then Brendan went homee and I crashed at Frankie's again.

Today, Frankie brought me back to my car and I spent the rest of the day trying to get it to start, until I gave up and called AAA. They towed it to a shop for me, and I will deal with it tomorrow.
But I am back on campus, and back to the regularity of my usual life. Except, once again, minus a car. We think it's the starter that died.

The one disappointment of this week, and it was definitely made up for by the fun I had, was that I didn't get to go to NYC. Or Memphis, but that idea was shortlived anyways.

(More pictures coming!!)