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Fans, comrades, ignoramuses: it has been a great long absence. Yes I have not been here in a while, and I do apologize. This will mark my comeback.

So yes, Saturday night some of us went to Trish's bday party our in her St. Mary's dorm. Gerald and Tom went out at the normal time with Mare, and I would have too but Buth wasn't available to leave quite yet. Not lacking integrity, I decided it would be best to wait around for him. Eventually we made our way out to Moraga, going through some whack back roads to reach our destination. Due to a compilation of bad excuses and other poppycock, we finally got there at 11:00 PM for a 7:00 PM affair (8:00-8:30 arrival was target). We fucking missed the girl-girl-girl-girl lap dances going around. Fuck the world! I will have somebody's ass for that one.

As we're walking into the building we could already hear music playing. We make our way into the room to find out it's absolutely packed. I'm already thinking: I'm lovin' it. Take a few looks around, and I'm like, it's so hot in hurr. Right away I find Ray and he's already wasted, haha. I eventually make my way to meet up the rest of the guys, and to see they're wasted too, haha. Gerald introduces all of us to a girl whose name I forget as soon as I'm told, and she's so wasted she gives us all kisses. Too bad I heard later that she wasn't so hot. Weak. I then find Trish to say happy bday. Okay so no more dicking around.

Knowing I was rounds behind already, I had to catch up. I find the drinks and I right way take two tequilas and a vodka. Then some of my friends I haven't seen in a while stroll by so I take some more shots with them. Whoot so I'm caught up (buzz wise); Buth grabs me a beer and I think we pretty much all split up doing our own thing. A few more shots of who knows what and the chains were gone.

Let me just say two things about alcohol. First, everything comes naturally/easy when you're not thinking straight. Second, people (or just chicks) are just so easy, err, "nicer" with a few drinks in them (you know what's up). Good fucking game. I met a few, got my grind on, then proceeded to forget their names. Oh. I started reminiscing of my glory days. Out of ~12 or so names, I only one, that being "Amanda." Haha. Pwnt. Let me share some of the experiences. I guess my hands got crazy again and I tried digging for clams; she wouldn't have it but she was cool about it. I also think I tried to get one of them to leave with me but that didn't work either. I guess she wasn't drunk enough. Oh. What else what else. Ray is one funny ass drunk. So is Gerald. Hmm. Last time I said I wouldn't do anything retarded, which I didn't this time. Next time, stop me if I start hitting on someone we know, haha. Oh. Let me think let me think. Another instance I went north and got my hands in the noobar area. Nice one. Uptight people are lame. Only one girl turned me down for a dance. She was a bitch anyways. Finally, the bail-your-buddy-out-if-he-hits-on-an-ugly-chick intervention rule is always in affect. Thanks.

We ended up leaving pretty early, around 1:00. Gerald's drunk ass is slapping me from the back seat, but the thing is I didn't even feel it much, haha. I'm still going to attempt to beat him down, though. I got home and sat around a bit, but couldn't take it anymore so I passed out. Thanks to the drink Gatorade advise from HP I didn't wake up all thirsty in the middle of the night. I did, however, wake up super early at like 9:15 and couldn't fall asleep!!! What the hell btw?!?! I asked ahtard what I should do for my slight headache and he tells me to take some alka seltzer which I don't have. No help there. Finally daz comes around and gives me some real advise in aspirin. Good thing we had that shit at home. I had a slight stomach ache for a large part of the day, but nothing bad at all. I did, however, wake up finding stains on my shirt, haha. What they are stains of, I have no idea.

A few tidbits. Unless you're driving or sick, you should be drinking. Even if you're sick, if it's that bad you shouldn't even be going, so that excuse is nulled. Last time I checked it only took one person to operate a car. After a while shots just start going down "like water," as some girl whose name I also forgot proclaimed. Now that's just awesome. Bud Light isn't bad, but it's too bad we ran out of beer. Then again, it's our fault for being late. Sorry if I called you while drunk. Sorry I don't remember your names. Sorry for hitting on my friends. Sorry for showing up late. Lastly, sorry nobody fucking got past copping some feels. Oh wait, that was me. Sauce.

Thank's Trish for an awesome party.

I will conclude with a final thought: Why in the gay fucking hell do we not do this more often? Shit me to hell. We already have the perfect designated driver(s).

*update we have pics*
Rated PG-13 for content and suggestive themes
Oh. I can't even remember the last time I did this. I must have been like a teenager stilll or something.

No fair. I'm discriminated against by being in most of the pictures. I don't want to be so famous! It's not so hot. Someone else step up and do some crazy shit next time. =\

No, you're not objects. Well... I dunno. oh... OH.

StrikeoutK (10:45:30 AM): oops
StrikeoutK (10:45:31 AM): hahaha
StrikeoutK (10:45:41 AM): mighta copped too many feels on her
StrikeoutK (10:45:43 AM): oh...

StrikeoutK (11:38:27 PM): i'm getting news report from the wire service that i hit on a dude
StrikeoutK (11:38:31 PM): but i think they're just bullshitting
StrikeoutK (11:38:35 PM): and trying to make me paranoid

StrikeoutK (12:43:36 AM): next time
StrikeoutK (12:43:43 AM): your job is to keep me from hitting on ppl i know

TomEboy04 (12:47:33 AM): you were workin' it
StrikeoutK (12:47:45 AM): that is the first time
StrikeoutK (12:47:47 AM): you have ever said that to me

StrikeoutK (11:32:37 PM): FUCK YEAH!!!!
StrikeoutK (11:32:45 PM): i am redeemed