so new years was pretty sweet.
...well, i should say that the 4 days leading up to new years was pretty sweet.
and by "pretty sweet", i mean a fucking blur.
a perk of being a binge drinker, i suppose, is that you get to do things without remembering them until someone reminds you the next day of how foolish you looked.
regardless, spending 3 out of the 4 days of my weekend being absolutely fucking plastered with a bunch of terribly nerdy anime-loving metal heads was awesome.
definitely some of my new favorite people, anyway.
and the Pabst Palace?
now THAT is a swanky fucking joint, man.
try and imagine a crack-house with a garage that doubles as a metal venue in the back, where the entirety of a 30 foot wall, floor to ceiling, is covered with PBR boxes.
i think these sum up the last four days pretty well;
happy new year.