The Girls Are Back in Town

Last weekend some friends and I met in Bloomington for the Big 10 opener tailgate (We gave up on trying to go to games a long time ago). It's funny how, even though we just graduated in May and left at the end of the summer, the people are so different! It's weird being out at the bars and not running into a single person you know, and it kind of makes you feel a little old. Even more bizarre was the fact that we were tailgating with my little brother and his friends, who have replaced us as the next generation of Hoosiers. I'm well aware 22 is not old, but man, sometimes it feels like it.

I actually just got back from the trip due to spending a few days at home afterwards for the infamous Fall Festival in Evansville, and now I'm off to Denver on Sunday to hopefully make some progress on the job search and do some apartment hunting. It's been a busy month! Taking advantage of the opportunity to do all this traveling while I can. Has anyone else been anywhere fun lately?

The End of an Era

It's official: I have completed my last tailgate as a college student. I'm sure there will be plenty more to come, especially with my little brother expecting to come to IU, but I have a feeling they just won't be quite the same. (But then again, my dad probably thought that too, and he clearly still keeps right up with the best of us!)

So without further adieu, I give you a picture summary of the ridiculousness that was Saturday:

(Completely normal to start drinking at the bar at 7am before it is even light out, right? That's how we do it at Kilroy's Breakfast Club! Maybe the only upside to noon games.)

(Kelly, the roommate!)

(Dad and some of his IU girls!)

(Storm Trooper time!)

("Adam, why do you have that weird look on your face?" "It's not a weird look, it's called sobriety")

(Free shirt from Kilroy's Breakfast Club. Getting up at 7am to go to a bar has its perks!)

(Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons, anyone? Aka, me and my dad.)

(We'll call this: Why you don't pass out at an IU tailgate. Demonstrated by Steven. Thank goodness we thought to buy those 50 cent mustaches and beards from the machine at Kroger.)

(Tobasco wake up call!)

(Enticing him to take pictures while he still is completely unaware that he has a Hitler mustache)

(Steven: "HEY! MICHELE! What's your problem!?")

(Recipe Bonus: Dark Chocolate Ganache Topped Brownies that I made for the game!)

As Promised, Little Five Picture Post.

Here you go. As promised, my version of the world's greatest college week(end), in pictures. Who says Disneyland is the happiest place on earth, anyways?

Picture Post- Nostalgia

My darling roommate Kelly did a picture post in honor of IU's 190th birthday, which obviously made me get all nostalgic and want to add some sloppy pictures of my own. So I hope you enjoy. And afterward, go check her out at Sew Me Some Love.

All I know is this is from an album titled "Silver Flip Flops", and I don't have any of those, so I must have lost them that night. AND... I guess someone made me try something sour.

JAGAAABOMBS! JAGABOMBSSS! (Not Right Now, I'm in the F*in Zone!)

Russian Spy Night... because we all gave each other Russian nicknames and took walkie talkies with us to the party.

The night Gil's poor car got towed.

Little Five 2009- Block party.

Little Five 2009- Cowboys and Indians.

Ball State Tailgate- Papa Hoov and the girls.

Little Five 2008- Ying Yang, BOOP!

Purdue tailgate freshman year.

IU!

Saki bombing at Japonee freshman year.

House party with the entirety of our freshman year floor.

Michigan State game freshman year- floor seats, Heaven and Hell themed costumes, WE WON!