Boys becoming men, men becoming wolves

Hampshire Halloween was pretty awesome. I went with 3 UMass dudes. That was amusing. I went home with Esteban, a very handsome Colombian fellow I met a few weeks ago. Go me! Somewhere in the middle there I danced a lot, drank a lot, and ran into the grossest of my gross modmates from second year, which was all sorts of awkward.

I think I'm done with the whole "I wanna bang my roommate" thing. He's awesome; but right now I'm actually pretty happy for the first time in several years, and my pleasant living situation has a lot to do with that. I don't want to fuck that up by fucking my roommate. (Though the series of drunk texts I got from him after he left Hampshire on Friday made it clear that it's still on his mind...) I really like having him as a friend, though, and for now I'm happy with that. I've got hot Colombians to deal with :)

I think the roomies and I may be stuck going trick or treating with the world's most irritating seven-year-old. Oh dear.