good times had by all

You will be proud of me--I did not drink. Technically. Let me explain...S.M. (the president of the Collective) was drinking a beer that he said was horrible. He asked me to try it just so that I know how horrible it is. So, I took a sip. That's it. I agreed. It was disgusting. That's all I had for the night. That and water, since we did a toast at the end of the party.

They had Guitar Hero out--that video game where you play the guitar. Scarf brought his drum set, Slate brought some amps and his guitar. They played live music. They were amazing! Scarf kept asking if anyone wanted to sing along, and everyone would look at each other shyly and not say anything. B. then started singing to the songs that they played--he was so crazy! He'd play around with the mic and dance.

L. and I made seven layer dip which everyone loved. There were also brownies and more chips and beer. C. brought breadsticks from his work.

I got to talk to Scooter (formerly called L., but there are too many L.s!). I'm calling him Scooter since he won the scooter that was raffled off by the Collective. He was the director of photography for B.'s film that I played a part in. Anyway, he's a really nice guy and very funny. I asked him if he did his application for 310. He got all serious and said, "What?". You know, the application to get into 310, isn't it due this week? "Uh, I'll be right back." He went over to Scarf who was playing the drums. He came back to me and said, "The application is for 620. Don't scare me like that!!!" I laughed and said I'm sorry, and then I did something that I've never really done before...

When I said that I was sorry, I touched his arm with my hand, sort of like a pat. I touched his arm in the area between his elbow and shoulder, the bicep, right? It was sort of just a reaction because I really was sorry. Anyway...he has some muscle there! We talked some more about our summer plans. I told him that L. was working on a script and asked if he'd help DP or be a part of the crew, and he said he would, so that's cool.

L.V. got so smashed, it was awful. I felt really bad for her. She's skinny and has a small frame. And she's underage!!! She only had 3 beers and a daiquiri. She went outside and was puking. Gross. I never want to be that drunk. I mean, it just ruins everything.

Scarf sat down next to me after playing for a while. We talked a bit. I could tell that he was a little sad about graduating and going to LA. L. took a pic of me with him and S.M.--he's leaving too. We did our little toast and left a little before midnight--it was a school night!

C. organized another get together this Friday, this time it's a movie night. L. and I are going. It's going to be fun. Yay for friends and not drinking alcohol!