Last week my friend Peter from grad school came into town to kick off our epic 4th of July weekend extravaganza. He has been such a solid and good friend since 317 - first semester studio (aka boot camp) with Catalina.
Disclaimer: I am fully aware that my maturity level dropped a good 15 years as soon as Peter's plane landed and has only begun to creep back up to my normal immaturity level.
So when I picked him up from the airport on Wednesday night I was first taken back by how mature he looked, I think the beard makes him look about 18 now instead of 14.
After a huge and proper bear hug we ate at Pi on the Loop, where I proceeded to make an ass of myself by playfully harassing the waiter whose, as we later discovered, was his first day on the job. So even though he was terrible, a generous tip was left. It was so nice to talk and laugh about everything under the moon. We went back to Hotel Cassie where, as always, a mint was found on his pillow and we talked more.
The next morning I took him to my office and showed him around. As expected from socially inept people none of my co-workers engaged him in any sort of conversation. My boss barely slowed down enough to shake his hand as he was walking by. I then dropped Peter off at the metro stop and worked for 1/2 a day while he went up to the WashU campus and relived some of the glory days. Afterwards we proceeded to Pappy's where we indulged our glutenous side by eating some of the best BBQ St. Louis has to offer. We were both pretty tired so we decided to go back to Hotel Cassie and relax. We watched a couple episodes of Peter's favorite show, Friends, and both ended up falling asleep at some point. Post nap we freshened up for the evening and went to our old pastime Mr. Wizards where our super dorky architecture side manifested as we drew diagrams of apartments that we lived in as well as a breakdown of our school time.
We then met up with Jen & Ryan and Stitleman for drinks at Sasha's in Demun, or two diet cokes for me. Jen and Ryan are good people, I really like them. Jen gave me a pep talk and encouraged me to get out of my current job, it was something that I really needed to hear. Stitleman just kills me. He's of course wonderful and nice to me even when I tell him he looks like a leprechaun. Unfortunately the lovely Allison had to work late but this gave me the opportunity to pry out his plans to propose. Which has subsequently happened.
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| Sasha's in Demun |
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| Keeping it classy at Mr. Wizards |
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| Our conversational diagrams |
The next morning we got ready and went to Winslow's for breakfast. I only went there once or twice when I was in school, mainly because all of the "cool kids" would go there so that automatically meant that I would avoid it. It's the same reason I hated Boston for years, no logical reason, it was just the fact that nearly every single person from Boston would say that it's the greatest city in the world. (Sidenote: I actually went there...I don't hate it anymore.)
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| Winslow's |
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