Blue and Purple, Not Black and Blue

Last night actually turned out to be interesting. I first of all went to see The Winter's Tale done with five actors for all the roles. It was pretty good. Long, though. It started at eight and didn't end until 11:15 or so. I didn't have any plans after that, so I kind of drifted back home, then got bored and decided to go for a walk around campus to see if anything was going on. I didn't have to go far before I found out about something. Getting there was a bit of a walk, not bad, though. I saw J.D. waiting out by the Steele parking lot for some people before going up to the party at the Blue & Purple house. I went along pretty much just for the novelty of it. I hadn't been up to the Blue & Purple before, nor had I really been to any Reed parties for any substantial amount of time, other than the one on the floor above mine last semester, but that was pretty much to avoid being annoyed at all the noise. But anyway. I think there might be a good reason to not go to the typical Reed party. Lots of people, lots of beer, lots of drunk people embarassing themselves. There was a band there, though, and I danced a bit. And, owing to the fact that the main beverage was beer, which I refuse to drink, I'd have gone through the whole night stone cold sober were it not for J.D. and his flask of rum. I figured it would be a good idea to keep an eye on someone I knew so that I would be sure to find my way back home okay. Even if I had gotten separated, I probably could have made it, but I wan't entirely sure how I'd gotten to the Blue & Purple, and I had been sober then. I kind of lost J.D., but I had already found Darrow, and eventually walked home with him and one of his dorm kids. I went to bed at 3:30, and then woke up at 7:30. Way too early. So I went back to sleep and actually got up at ten. Still relatively early for me on a weekend. Well, I've got work to do now. I've spent enough time procrastinating between writing this and sitting with Meg et. al. at breakfast.