I started the much-anticipated bender on wednesday night. I'll let the pictures do most of the talking:
Me and Kevin had a snowball fight at 2AM or so...to tell you the truth I had already lost all track of time by this point.
THURSDAY NIGHT
What am I thankful for? The box of wine that we destroyed the prior saturday.
How drunk were we, you might ask? Drunk enough to think we looked cool throwing metal.
after one of many falls that night
No feet on the table, dammit!
No explanation needed
Rob, trashed and drunk dialing.
FRIDAY
friday morning; rob's apartment. It has that lived-in look.
Flash forward to 6pm friday night. Those white castles were brought over on thursday night by Brittany. There were two left. It seemed like a good idea to eat one. There are no pictures of probably the best part of the bender; me and kevin got drunk and took the bus to Oakland Mall. That is worth an entry in itself. That happened friday afternoon.
SATURDAY
the pictures explain it all from here on out.
After three days of constantly telling him to do so, Kevin FINALLY brought his green hat.
Robert: I owe you. "This is his house, he sleeps 20 feet away."
As mentioned, I'll write a sappy reflective entry about how four days of pure drunkeness helped me find myself. Ok, so that didn't actually happen.