That probably would have been a better title for yesterday's blog.
It was still a kick ass good time, alcohol or no. But no, I don't think there were too many sober people there. Well maybe Charles, the conspiracy-theory minded security guard.
Reba says it was possibly a personal record state of drunkenness for her. She reported this morning that she fell over in her room trying to get into her pajama's. Also, she had the misfortune of being the only one among us whose cell phone works up there. Drunken dialing ensued. Fo sho.
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