It actually was a celebration.
So, Garry is home! He's been in Iraq for the last year or so, and is on leave, so we went out and TORE IT UP last night.
We started the night out at Lucky's in Novi. Drinks were expensive, but whatever, cause we were throwing them back. We got our buzz on a little bit. Then we headed to wonderful Malarkeys in Westland. I drank more. And I saw Andrea, and got her new cell number. She may ride with us to my gig on Wednesday (which is still up in the air).
I certainly did NOT get really fucking drunk, along with Garry and Brandon. I also didn't hit on every girl at the bar, resulting in no luck. Or, very little luck. Oh, and me and Garry didn't stand outside Malarkeys are closing time and yell at people.
I've now been up for 36 hours...and I'm surprisingly not that tired. But I'll sleep pretty well.
Anyway, here's some pictures you can look at, and laugh at, courtesy of Ferris.
WORD.
We started the night out at Lucky's in Novi. Drinks were expensive, but whatever, cause we were throwing them back. We got our buzz on a little bit. Then we headed to wonderful Malarkeys in Westland. I drank more. And I saw Andrea, and got her new cell number. She may ride with us to my gig on Wednesday (which is still up in the air).
I certainly did NOT get really fucking drunk, along with Garry and Brandon. I also didn't hit on every girl at the bar, resulting in no luck. Or, very little luck. Oh, and me and Garry didn't stand outside Malarkeys are closing time and yell at people.
I've now been up for 36 hours...and I'm surprisingly not that tired. But I'll sleep pretty well.
Anyway, here's some pictures you can look at, and laugh at, courtesy of Ferris.
WORD.