Ouch

Wedges + Cobblestone + My bad habit of thinking I'm invincible = Me waking up face down on my couch with a big cut on my nose. It was bound to happen. I've been moving in slow motion all day. I should really do my homework but the thought of that is making me nauseous. Zach sent me this events website for clubs and stuff in Italy, and I'm trying to figure it out. I want to venture out of the Travestere area one of these nights, I just need to figure out how the tram system, etc works. I wonder where my new dj friend lives. He said he drove here the other night but that it is a pain to get here. I don't blame him, the streets are so small and parking is like a free for all. The words he used to describe it were hilarious. "in trastevere? not really.. it's such a damn chaos.. especially for us that we reach there by car... it's dramatic to find a parking.. it's uncomfortable." However, he said he said he will come here asap to hang out with me, so that's exciting. Okay, I need to go back to bed or something. Here are so pictures from yesterday, folks.

GREEN GUYS: A Green Day Tribute Band. Seriously Rome, SERIOUSLY?

I swear this kid was like, 12.

Qualifications for me talking to you at a bar: Must be over 35. Must be wearing a suit.

Check, and check.

I would go out tonight, but I haven't got a stitch to wear...

I finished up my first week of classes yesterday. It's not so bad, I just hate having the same two classes four days a week. Whatever, class is class. It sucks going just as much in America as it does in Italy.

I'm so happy it is the weekend, though. Last night we went to this bar that had a good crowd and and played awesome music (...and gave us free drinks). I met this dj guy, Marco, who was so nice (and cute!) and said he'd show me some dope places to go out to, so hopefully that works out. They call themselves Supermarket Night (watch out Glass M.). He's actually sending me some mixes he did right now.

This weekend I just plan on relaxing and shopping a little. I checked out that thrift store yesterday. It was all right, not as good as I expected. I got this dope shirt, though. I also want to check out this gallery where local artists are displaying their latest work. Apparently there is some awesome graffiti exhibit (word to Billy). One thing I've always thought was awesome about Europe is that the governments gives grants to artists to do whatever they want (artistically speaking, and for living) for the year. But yeah, tryna lay low this weekend, this week was already crazy enough. However, Sunday I'm going to TUSCANY! Ver, ver excited.

I think I'm going to skip lunch and sleep til dinner, my head feels like it's going to explode. I'm off, ciao!

Nice socks, Romeo.

Thanks for the drinks brah.

This is one of the guys who live outside my window.

This is what the piazza looked like after the soccer game the other night. Two people in the middle were having a dance off. This one dude just kept doing high kicks, it was hilarious.

Sorry miss but I'm still tipsy from that other party

Every day here gets better and better. As most of you know I have the wooorst sense of direction in the world, but I seem to be getting less lost here now. Tonight in Rome is the Champions League final (had to google that name) in soccer aka futbol. Barcelona v. Manchester U. Ow owww! Apparently it is so insane that most bars stop serving alcohol for 48 hours starting at 11 pm last night to avoid riots. There are obvioulsy loop holes to starting these riots and I am sure I will find them. Anyway, when the bar we were at stopped serving last night we went back to the apartment and got all of our wine and champagne and drank on the fountain steps.

In the works of booking my flight to Barcelona for the 18th to the 21st. Katie Gibbons and I will be one again. Hoootay time! Speaking of which... my dear friends, YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE the statue outside of my apartment. Just scroll down to the pictures...

I found this awesome thrift store the other day, that I must return to. Just have to remember where it is. Okay I'm off to find a place that serves beer. One.

Realized what my coffee table looks like. nbd.

My roommates are so small!

Rocky Catanese, am I wrong?!

They have lazers in Rome, guys! Not the same, just sayin'.

Hangin' out, eatin' apps.

They were chanting. Aimed for SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS (didn't work).

This is what my living room looks like when it's occupied.

When we moved in this painting was left here. I assume the male is from New Jersey.

Tryna make the "sky scraper" picture more accurate..... you can only guess.

SERIOUSLY, SERIOUSLY, can we talk about the fact that the statue outside my apartment has a baby arm.

Can we take a cab?

In our living room we have these incredible, huge windows with a view of the Piazza Trilussa. Since we don’t have a front porch (I miss you 33 Division) I’ve taken to hanging out in the window. This is has led me to become good friends with the dudes who live outside my window. I needed to do this anyway cos I’ve been having the urge to say “Morning Boys!” to them on my walk to class every morning. Anyway, I got to talking to one of them and he used to squat in Tompkins Square Park for a while. He was also wearing a G.B.H. shirt. Okay in my book. Prob going to make them breakfast one of these days.

So as most people know I was totally nervous about my roommates not “getting it”, i.e. my sense of humor, etc. BUT THEY DEFINITELY DO! Such a relief. I already have them saying superlatives, HIT ME ON MY BEEPER, and I think, but I’m not quite sure, that baby arm might be next…. (too soon, too soon).

Today in class we watched one of my favorite films Lavorare con lentezza AKA Radio Alice. I really like that class. The first day the professor just showed us M.I.A. music videos and today he was wearing a Minor Threat shirt. Got em.

After class I went to the book store, which is right by the Spanish steps. I definitely want to go back at night because I’m sure it will be beautiful.

Now I’m tryna make a mimosa and get ready for dinner. xx

Hangin' hard.

We have a cactus!

Life without microwaves.

Example of big window.

My version of Amelie.

This is what lunch looks like.

Reppin' you guys in Rome. I miss you Lazer Lakehouse Krew 09!

Once Abby got drunk she decided she didn't like her painting....

Coooome to my wiiiindow....

HEY JOE HIGGINS MY DJ CAN PAINT

This is my American friend.

This is my American friend with a donkey.

Wombmates.

Lemme back upppp

Tyler has a map, IT'S OKAY

CHUG CHUG CHUG

wittle baby cigarette box srighsdrkgj

TIME FLIES WHEN YOU'RE HAVING FUN

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BABY BAR FOR THE BABY ARMS