Last couple weeks have been nuts - lets fly through them.

Cocktail party with Dayna and Marissa.

80's night at Burman's sister's.  Rockin' the mullet - what else would you expect?

The roomie probably wasted on a Wednesday or something rediculous like that because he's a weeknight alcoholic.

He's also a lesbian.

Sox game Friday night.  Me and DLevs randomly decided to go so we bought standing room tickets right before the game.  His friend's dad runs game so he got us up on the Monster.  $20 for monster seats - not bad.

Saturday night - pregame 772, game gainsborough, postgame Pat Kerry Fest 06.  Two post-gamers that were just introduced to Pat Kerry Fest's pirate bar.

Sunday was a Beer-B-Q back in Tewksbury with rd and JK.  We started at 3...tough to remember it getting dark, but apparently we made it inside at some point.

These sickos stole my nickname and labeled it to some kid they use to buy danks.  Here's the REAL TGizzles about to take a piss.  Classic sicko Mickey.

This is long overdue.  The truth is, the memory card on my camera is messed up, which angered me because I couldn't access all the great pictures i took.  The following pictures I've borrowed from my friends. 

Spring Break Ft. Lauderdale 2005 - it was three weeks ago so I'll do my best to remember what exactly is going on, which is enough of a challenge because there are a lot of things I don't remember about the trip anyways. The Spring Breakers:  Me, Ryan, Chris, Kyle, Sarah, and Julia. 

We went out to dinner each night we were there.  The food was great except for when Frenchie put mayo on my sandwich after I had specifically instructed him not to do so.  He probably spit on the second sandwich, but that night I "didn't really care."  Chris, Julia, Ryan...

Hey fellas (Chris sporting a classic Tommy Giles shirt)

Hey Giiiiiirrrrrrls

Me and Julia, the Demanding Dominican

Romantic view of the beach.  Haha, who's the kid with Mickey?

Alright, enough dilly-dallyin, lets pahty.

This was a great day.  I'm obviously sun burnt (the most sun burnt).  We decided that 9:30 am was a good time to start the party.  Ryan (believe it or not) is innocently rubbing sunscreen on Kyle's back.  Meanwhile, Chris (my future roommate-the person that will be sleeping a few feet away from me next year) decides my ass makes a great cup-holder. 

Chris and SJ while Julia catches flies.

He is quite the character.  Pictured below with me is one of the finest girls he picked up at the Double Tree bar.  Patty was cruising down the hallway so I asked her if she wanted to have a beer with us.  She of course accepted.  We soon had to kick her out because she tried to smoke in our room (crazy Patty).

"And the creep's in the corner with the silver bullet, while everyone else is cuddled up..."

WARNING:  this last photograph contains nudity.  It's actually a picture of Josh Hartnett's sexy behind.  When asked what Josh was doing he replied, "I have no idea, I dont remember that at all.  I guess I just took my uncomfortable jeans off and passed out."  SERIOUSLY, WARNING:

Long overdue, I know.  Life has been hectic past couple weeks.  It will all be worth it in a week when we head to Florida.

This picture is from Thursday night.  Spenser had been 'out' and came home in a festive mood.  He proceeded to tell stories about Phillip the racoon whom he tried to talk to and ended up chasing down the street.  I was able to capture some of his stories on video but I dont know how to videos up on this crap. 

Getting ready to go out in the cold.  These two wusses (Chris and Jay) look like they're about to rob a bank.  It's not as funny when they start telling drunk people they actually did because I wasn't wearing a mask.  Apparently they think they're the #1 criminals or something.

40's - they're wicked awesome.

Lookout, it's the Terminator.  Isn't she intimidating?!

It sort of looks like someone is trying to pose for a picture and... someone else is not.  The result:  a rare-formed Kyle has Julia and her special popcorn in a headlock.

Friday night, party at Grahams, consumption of budlight, winning of beer pong and flip cup, meeting of new people, good night.

These two aren't new at all.

You having a good time? Cuz I'm having a great time.

Ryan and Chris called me and woke me up around one.  Since it was so nice out, we decided to walk our hangover's off in the beautiful weather (sunny, 50+ degrees). 

 i took that.

As I exited my building to meet them, I noticed that they were across the street waiting for me.  At this point, I get the great idea to throw a snowball at them because there was basically no one around them.  SCENARIO:  they are 100+ feet away, there is a fence and a street full of cars between us, and a glass building behind them.  So I pack my snowball and let it fly with the touch that should land it between the building and the street...not quite the case.  As soon as I released it, I realized that my throw wasn't going to make it across the street.  My snowball died about halfway through its destination and nailed a still car at the intersection.  Chris of course laughs hysterically.  I immediately look around to see if anyone has seen me...and then sprint back in the building.  Apparently there were little children in the car that were pretty spooked by the impact and the driver looked around for a minute.  I wasn't seen because I was hiding inside, but Chris and Ryan were still laughing hysterically (mostly at my reaction to the failed projectile).  I felt kind of bad, but after all, it's only a snowball  and it was pretty funny. 

"todays a great day to be homeless...ill tell ya if there ever was a day to be homeless todays the day" - Ryan Dunlevy

Dunlevy ironically standing with this new Rolls Royce minutes after making that comment. 

This picture may look professional, but I'm actually the one who captured this glorious image of the Hancock center.

I've been waiting to get pictures from a friend displaying my amazing dance skills on friday night.  Unfortunately, for your amusement, they cannot be attained.  Just think of me as a white version of Usher.

Due to unfortunate consequences from a night of heavy drinking, I did not partake in the 30 rack challenge the next day.  The goal of the 30 rack challenge is to consume 30 beers within 24 hours.  Only my future roommate Chris Shay rose to the task.    

And I still got drunk the next night.