And because my hour long lunch break is now the ONLY TIME I seem to have for the internets these days; I bring you all a very rushed attempt at pic!spam from my buddy Danny's twenty-first birthday party last Saturday night.

I warn you now. It was seventies/eighties/disco themed. So we all look like tools.

( PARTY PIC!SPAM! )

I survived the party last night. Hooray for me! Actually, I didn't drink nearly as much as I thought I would. Which is okay, because it means I felt FINE this morning. Which is good. Because I hate hang-overs. They suck major balls. Mind you, I was still pretty smashed. I, uh, don't remember some sections of the night. Heh ( Read more... )