Alright, so I promised a drunk extravaganza didn't I? Here goes nothin... So the second weekend back at the burg (yes, it's been a while ago). I decided it was time to break out the old drinkin hat and get wasted. So I did. Not much of a story, huh? Well it get's better. So this weekend was when Daniel and Evan had planned to have their appartment warming party. I was excited... but I got bored (since it wasn't supposed to start until 11). So instead of sitting around doing nothing I went over to Meat's. I wasn't planning on drinking, but it's Meat, and I can't say no to him. So it started off with a couple Smirnoff's and ended about 3 mind erasers and some shots later... Needless to say, I was happy!!! By the time 11 o'clock rolled around I was well on my way to sloshed. We make our way to Frank's party and if memory serves I didn't drink much more... but I did end up forcing myself to puke because I was convinced that it would make me feel loads better. I did, and it did. Needless to say, I never quite made it to the appartment warming party, but I did manage to lose my keys, lock everyone out of Evan's car, and piss numerous people off... but I eventually made it home, Evan got into his car (through Meat's genius), and I found my keys the next day... So, that's a look into the wasted life of your's truly...