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NOO WEHBLAWG EHNTREE
SO LIKE I am in serious doubts of my capacitation/lack thereof at the moment, even though it is currently 9:30 in the morning. I wonder what I'd breathalyze right now....fuck! That just means I need to drive responsibly on the interstate on my way to work in THURTEE FUHKING MIHNUTS. But look how organiz'edly and responsibly I can type a xanga post! YOU SEE THIS?! I am fine. Really. I swear.
So, there were an intense amount of people at David's. Okay, not gonna lie, David's party was amazing. I finally got to meet Chuck and Drew, who I guess live with this guy Vince who like, tries to be responsible for me at house parties? And then there was this other guy Zeta and this other guy Andy O'Hara, I guess? The guy in that good band that I am too "tired" to remember the name? Fuck! Oh, and so I went with like...Amelia, and Kate and her brother Bill followed us! And of course Siggy was there, and like Heidi and Kat and Emma that skankaloooon...and then Danny, and I met this really awesome hot girl named Julia?! And then there was SAM AND BOYSEn! Haaa! Kelli and Haddie and lots of girls I don't know and lots of guys I don't know... Tim Conroy's girlfriend who I STILL haven't gotten to meet, jesus. Jack, and Vince (whom I drank several shots to), and okay...I'm tired.
So, here's the deal yo. At about 12:30 or 1:00 I was very buzzed/a little drunk...you know, around there. But David's house had run dry. And then all of a sudden this awesome girl....uh....it started with a K? And I had a lot of trouble with it? Anyway, she looked sort of like my manager Megan but wasn't. She drove Chong and I to Denver's quarry (OH YEAH! Denver and Leah and Phil and MORGAN were all at David's) and there was just unabashed incredible drinking until I thought I lost my cell-phone and got really upset and probably got about as close to puking as is possible. I don't remember much at all, I just remember grabbing a very large bottle of something very potent and being told to chug it, and chug I did. Probably like 5 or 6 shots. On top of other things probably. Who knows. WHO CARES!?
So finally Morgan is sobered up compleeeeetely and is amaaaazing and saves our liiiiives and Leah was so incredibly drunk and I was so gone and Phil was so gone but OH YEAH at Denver's PHIL AND I HAD A REALLY LONG GOOD CONVERSATION and I was like man, why didn't I talk to this kid sooner. Anyway we left at like 320 I think? but I didn't get to David's til 3:55 because Leah kept needing to throw up and Morgan took her home first and god only knows what. Once I got back to David's I couldn't manage opening the door, but then Chong was there already and I walked in and laughed and stumbled somehow into a random room in the basement that consisted of an empty, nicely adorned bed. Chong and I slept in said bed, it was HOTTT LK FIRE. Large tan white guy and small asian man. Mmm, put that shit on the internet.
I woke up at 8:45 and laughed hysterically with Mark Ozeroff who had also just woken up and found ourselves both still drunk and still wanting to have fun; unfortunately ten til nine in the morning is not exactly a good time for a PARTAY. Chong and Mark and I found Haddie upstairs and then David was sleeping with Amanda, oooh HOTTT LK FIRE i hope you kids used a condom. Just kidding, they were fully clothed (at the time).
Now I am gonna go eat MORE TOAST and GO TO WORK FOR SIX AND A HALF HOURS OMG LK WAAAT RAWK ON GURRRRRRRL
If I forgot to shoutout to you. Let's party tonight.
~*fin*~
Oui. Non. Pleut. Baguette.