The Power of Destruction
Friday night Kinsey and I hit up the South End, drinking while watching the Sox game (puke) amidst a crowd of crazy fans who didn’t appreciate me rooting for the other team. We settled ourselves in at the bar at Cleary’s (cute bartender) to make fun of the gross people around us (lots of them), check out boys, and be sad about the fact that Kinsey is leaving Boston in about two weeks and this was one of the last Friday nights we were going to have being fabulous together.Last night, Diva and International girl and myself went to Sambo’s apartment for a party of destruction. He’s leaving Boston too, (who isn’t) and his apartment building is being gutted for reasons I’m still not quite sure of. So with the go-ahead from their landlord to paint and destroy before they move out tomorrow, it was a free for all to tear that mother down. And boy did they. The girls and I settled ourselves out of harms way as much as possible and throughout the course of the night the walls literally came down, so did the doors, all of which, along with tv’s and chairs were thrown from the balcony onto the street below.
The only thing more surprising than the guy who showed up with his six-year-old American bulldog named Jerome, was that the cops didn’t come.
But boys will be boys, and the more they drank they more they destroyed while us girls looked on in semi-horror and astonishment wondering if this was all to prove their manliness or an attempt to vent very large amounts of pent up sexual frustration. I just thought they were really stupid as most of them literally punched the walls, then ambled up to us pretty drunk sporting their bloody knuckles saying "damn, I hit a stud." Right. And a stud you are not.
At dirty breakfast this morning, as Manuel had our table ready and waiting at the Claremont, International and Diva and I still couldn’t get over the large amounts of ridiculousness we witnessed the night before. Maybe men just never really grow up.
So, goodbye Sambo, we love you, and will miss you. Boston and its parties just won’t be the same without you-destruction and all.
posted by Victoria Comella @ 11:11 AM
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