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well, I survived Mardi Gras. I'm still recovering from it though. Bicardi rum is the stupidest thing to drink a bottle of, or half a bottle for that matter. I just remember being at Mingles and a split second at the alley. I remember going to Daily Donuts for a while with Nate and Joe and another guy (don't remember his name), I remember thinking that I was really fucked up when I couldn't read the flyer on the table we were at. The walk to Nate's house is a total blank. We could have flown there for all I remember. I remember Nate being a kind sir and offering his bed for me to sleep in and him taking the couch. I wasn't a very good guest though and am a little embarrassed about that, but we'll leave it at that.
anyway, my roomate, as i got home wondered what she was doing at home in bed. She was planning on going out and partying until weee hours in the morning and crashing where ever she landed. She didn't remember anything AT ALL. She wasn't allowed into Mingles because she was totally gone.
To sum things up, we partied like rock stars and felt the reprecusions from the next morning. I didn't fully recover until, oh well, today I still feel a bit ill, but what I remember was a good time. I know that I had a few really good conversations and hung out with some really cool people and was taken care of.
I don't know why I'm already thinking about this, but I really want to go out again next weekend, so if any of you who read this what to join up, let me know. I'm thinking much more low-key than last weekend.
Anyway, take care all a ya, and I'll see you on the flip side.
anyway, my roomate, as i got home wondered what she was doing at home in bed. She was planning on going out and partying until weee hours in the morning and crashing where ever she landed. She didn't remember anything AT ALL. She wasn't allowed into Mingles because she was totally gone.
To sum things up, we partied like rock stars and felt the reprecusions from the next morning. I didn't fully recover until, oh well, today I still feel a bit ill, but what I remember was a good time. I know that I had a few really good conversations and hung out with some really cool people and was taken care of.
I don't know why I'm already thinking about this, but I really want to go out again next weekend, so if any of you who read this what to join up, let me know. I'm thinking much more low-key than last weekend.
Anyway, take care all a ya, and I'll see you on the flip side.