The swings on the playground don't even fit me anymore

I am hanging out in the CSH User Center in anticipation of this evenings FUMN extravaganza. Admitedly, each time I come back to floor it gets weirder and weirder as I recognize fewer and fewer people. I have been introducing myself to members who already know me from last year or earlier. I’m having more and more difficult of a time recognizing the faces here… They all seem so young and I feel so old. There was a 90s party at Art House last night and I was just too fucked up by that conceptually that I couldn’t even think of attending… I mean, really, what’s next? Nine Inch Nails on Classic Rock stations?

Last night I hung out on floor for awhile and then there was a fire alarm, so we decided to move our late-night Nick’s run up to around 9pm… After yummy, glorious Nick’s, I went to Jen & Ben’s for some drunken debauchery. I am regretting these decisions today, as my head throbs…

So it’s FUMN tonight, I’m going to crash on a couch here on floor, and then tomorrow I am going to make my way back to NJ. I am going to stop by Syracuse to see on the way back…