I survived
the weekend.I wasn't nearly as drunk as my friends. Those bastards consumed a lot of alcohol. Tim started a wrestling match at 3 in the morning.
McLure came into a dark room and said "Are you guys sleeping?" to which I said "Are you kdding me? The lights are off and we're all laying down." "Oh."
I got cold and left with the early risers at 6:30.
Sleeping in a chair isn't that fun.
Sleeping on the floor without a pillow or anytype of blanket, isn't that fun either.
Water is good.
Water is very very good.
The number one thing I learned this weekend:
Yelling "Gimme some fucking waffles bitch!!" does not make the wait staff at waffle house very happy.