After a wild night out at the last Hot Lunch queer party ever, our friend Jake was hit by a car and flew from his bike onto his chin. We spent several hours in the ER. Jake has a bunch of stitches now.
Sunday, September 8th
After our wild night on Saturday we decided to stay in and play board games with our friend Debbie who was in town from Oakland, CA. We ordered Terryaki House delivery, which is always delicious - and you can have bubble tea delivered! Wing, Jake, and I decided to go to the ATM right down the street. On our way home we felt an erie silence, and noticed a group of 4-7 people behind us. I asked Wing what was going on, and after one more glance he yelled, "RUN!". As we ran down Warren Ave and West Brookline Ave. the group began grunting/hooting a strange noise and chasing us. Wing was also street wise enough to start yelling help, and Jake and I followed his lead. Poor Wing's flip flops fell off so he was running in his bare feet. We are all okay, but still wondering why the area surrounding the South West Corridor of Boston is still completely unpatrolled by police. I read online that the police are fighting about who's responsibility it is. I have heard many reports from the coffeeshop to my coworkers of people being mugged by groups of young men in the area.
Monday, September 9th
Randolf Country Club 2007!
After that kind of weekend, we needed to lay in the sun by a swimming pool! Yay Labour Day! The boys even convinced me to play Volleyball - and of course it was ouchey! Never again.
My glasses, towell, lounge chair, and reading materials must always match in public! I tease, I tease!
We might be skinny little boys but we sure love to eat!
