Kings: Smile Like You Mean It

I was going to start this post with the sentence “This is late” but then I realized that that is basically how I started my last post and, honestly, the only thing worse than being late is being habitually late so I’m just going to stop pointing out how hideously behind the times I am. Instead, I am going to act like everything is okay. Because everything is. It’s not like anyone NEEDED to see these pictures right after they were taken: they can wait!

Some backstory: These pictures pretty much pick up where the last set left off. Most of them cover our first-annual HOUSE PARTY which was held a couple of weekends back. While I can’t say it went exactly as I thought it would or, indeed, how must parties go, it was an entirely memorable event and I like to think everyone who showed up had a good time. And if you didn’t then, hey, screw you. Good conversation and pornography: this is how we roll.

Some Highlights

• We start with, of all things, a street party. Our new best friends on Henry Street actually closed off the street in order to allow a bunch of barbecuing and ping pong and a high school rock band that played covers of songs by Bright Eyes and Cursive. Somewhere in the midst of things we were told we just HAD to talk to the 103-year-old man who lives on the street. Multiple people told us this. Like it was an order. This proved to be a problem, for me at least, as I have very little to say to people over 80 (”Dude, that King-Byng thing must have been CRAZY!”). Thankfully, Georgia, one of the girls who lives in the apartment below us, went over and talked with him. Thus saving me from having to try to start a conversation about Bennett Buggies in the 30s.
• Also, I took a picture of the front of our house because there wasn’t one in the tour and it is kind of nice! Check out that stained glass! That is where I pray.
• Before we get to the party pictures, we must take a brief but colouful detour through the pictures from the Biology Social, thrown by the Biology Society (which goes by the acronym DABS, but I do not know what the A stands for). Here we see Mike and Kristine and President Christina all looking pretty good! And here is Rory, sharing a laugh! And here I am, unfortunately grinning like a jackass in a shirt that regrettably shrunk way too much in the dryer!
• Were there to be a Hall of Fame, this picture would be in it. Mike proves himself to be stealthier than Jesus, when he snuck out of that cave. And just to prove that it wasn’t a fluke, it does it AGAIN.
• Hey, it’s the guy I was going to STREET FIGHT at the T-Room. You can see the fear in his eyes as he RUNS from me.
• It’s weird, because the whole thing was fun, but pictures like this make it seem like it was a near-orgasmic experience. We look so darn happy!
• Also to complete the tour, here is Kristine’s room. Also pictured: Kristine. And, also, here she is working on an invisible computer! And this is what the other side of her room looks like! It is almost as big as the moon-size dorm room I had in second year!
• Finally, we have party pictures! The announced theme of the party was SNACKS! And, as you can see, we had snacks. But the SURPRISE theme of the party was BLAZERS, as Mike, Caroline and myself all participated and probably deserved fabulous prizes.
• A note on these party pictures: While the night started off promising, somehow my camera got turned to a mysterious mode called BURST, which resulted in low quality (but still cute!) pictures. I do not know how this happened but I swear to god if I find out any of you are responsible for it I am going to destroy future generations of you.
• It did kind of lead to some arty stuff, though, like Mike bathed in holy light and this one of Angus Ross as a psychopath.
• “Caroline, pretend you’re angry at Sarah.” — wait, that’s not good.! Seriously!
• I can’t remember if I wanted her to be angry towards Erin McGuire, too, but in any case she kind of just… pretended to be asleep or something.
• This is our hero shot. And this is our dumbfounded hero shot.
• My favourite part of this one is that Mike held that pose for two pictures.
• Look, I don’t think it’s fair to go into a lot of detail about what these people were watching as this is no friends-only journal but I will say that it’s… oh, Jesus, it was Mermaid porn, okay? Mermaid porn. Pornography starring mermaids. And they moved the couch to watch it.
• Mike finally gives Danielle a ‘happy couple’ picture. And then… tries to kick Kristine.
• The Megamen symbolize the four of us. Guess who is who!
• And they just kept watching

Exhausting! The whole set can be viewed by clicking here. Enjoy and I promise the next party will have none of this BURST mode malarkey.

Like an interstellar burst, I am here to save the universe,
Matt