Good Times, Good Times
Still a little tipsy as I write this. Went out w/Ben, Marco, Rus, and CarLo last night to Earl's. Aaron, Matt, and CarLo's friend, Cindi (sp?), joined us a little while after we got there. The drinks are hella strong there. It doesn't help that alot of the drinks in Japan are watered down so my tolerance isn't much better than when I left. Appropriately enough, my last drink was an Adios Motherfucker. After that, everything was pretty much a blur. I remember stumbling down the street, being irate (though not at the guys) and throwing up in, from what I'm told, CarLo's bathroom. Sorry CarLo. Thanks for coming out guys and taking care of me while I was piss drunk. I'm pretty sure there were no Brokeback moments... and if there were, let us never speak of it.