Apr 23, 2005 12:06
I didn't get drunk.
I didn't get stoned.
Instead I made sure John F. was okay, he had a horrid combination of Smirnoff, Weed, and Chili...
So I took care of him for a couple of hours, he's fine now.
Then I carried him upstairs and put him to bed on the couch.
The rest of the night was me talking to Josh.
Chris making ass loads of MacNCheese.
And the shit hitting the fan.