Last night was a blast. I stuck to my game plan and did not get drunk. I did not blaze, either. I probably would have, except there were two other sober guys I had fun talking to, so I didn't feel the need to. Go me for making friends! We made fun of the drunken babblers. At one point there was a girl who was telling a story that went something ( Read more... )

I kid the actual vomit. But seriously.

Eighteenth birthday parties are a sight to behold. Drunkards everywhere. Especially if you're one of them. Everyone is multiplied. And if you're squished into a tiny basement, you're bound to make a least one or two friends. Spending most of the night learning peoples names is a stupid thing to do. If you ( Read more... )