The party was good times. I still havent gotten alot of pictures back from it though. Good times. Me and the guys decieded to meet again later this week to play some music again. I got wasted. I watched others get way too drunk and fall in the snow half naked. Pulled a straight razor on someone(it was not as bad as it sounds). Saw someone get so drunk they seemingly pissed themselves. Played a Keytair. Looked like an ass along with everyone else. And got kissed by someone. Now i know why they said radical so much in the 1980's.
At the party, a girl whom i am very close friends with, kissed me twice. Not like how we normally kiss, the way i do with many friends. Hands on the face and all. I wont go to into detail, im sure you dont really want to hear all the steamy details that can fit in a coat room confrontation. Everything seems relatively normal since then, so no worries i guess.
At the party, a girl whom i am very close friends with, kissed me twice. Not like how we normally kiss, the way i do with many friends. Hands on the face and all. I wont go to into detail, im sure you dont really want to hear all the steamy details that can fit in a coat room confrontation. Everything seems relatively normal since then, so no worries i guess.
And you are totally teh awesome.