After having to get my car in philly this weekend, i was none too happy about the prospect of spending money on a train ticket to a city which I consider to be pretty mediocre at best. However, seeing as how Chip hails from this fair city, and with the promise of 'causing trouble' I was trying to see the bright side of the situation. Post dropping stuff off and meeting up with our friend and her mom, chip and I quietly decide that we are going to go our separate way at some point so I can get the full effect of Gay Philadelphia (note: that consists of 3 bars, one of which is 'members only', now I'm sorry but a members only gay club in philadelphia??? bitch please)
Friends mom has another plan, wine bar. So with our plans up in the air we headed to said wine bar and have a glass of wine, at which point the mother urges chip and I to 'go out and have fun.' However not before spouting out this pearl which made both Chip and my mouths hit the floor.....
"Now if you boys decide to go home with anyone tonight I just want you to check with the other one so that they approve." (I must look really desperate if somebody elses mother is pushing me to get some)
Chip did an excellent job of showing me all that gay philadelphia had to offer, which was apparently a skeezy guy that tried to scam on me *shudder*, a shirtless steroided drug addict who was dancing like an epileptic monkey on crack, and yelled at me when I tried to take his picture on my camera phone to make fun of him later, and a guy who was obviously the doppleganger to Steve on sex and the city....no joke could have been steves brother by another mother.
The car ride home the next day was pretty status quo, and after getting home and showering I passed the EF out for a couple hours till it was time to prepare myself for saturday night craziness which included.... Bar golf (I made it to two out of like 8 holes) and Chip and I and our Friend T thought it would be a good idea to each drink a pint of liquor at dans cafe to establish a "base" for the rest of the night. Went to a stellar house party where the host was wearing a dress shirt and nothing else, think Tom Cruise in risky business except a girl and really hot. Got jerked around by some guy who's sketchy at best and shady at worst and made it home by 3.
Sunday included dinner with the fam and Chip and T and A, and passing out in front of the tv as my laundry was being folded by someone that wasn't me...YAY.