yesterday was the wiffleball drunkfest. sooo much fun. bechtel didn't go to that. i guess it was too much sunlight and activity. so it was me january naomi eric jason chris matt christen and a bunch of other people i don't know but were mad coolz. everyone brought a little sumN'sumN'. like food or MORE beer to contribute. i brought tube socks. enough for EVERYONE. even the dog. so i don't drink so that didn't happen and i think i was still one of the worst player. but everyone was too drunk to notice. i was on a team with matt christen eric and jason. how did i become a part of that crew? oh well. we won the first game by a lot! and we lost the second game by a lot MORE! JaJaJa. and i caught a ball high in the sky. it was my proudest moment. then after that we went to harry's for after drunken wiffleball celebration drinks. there was a balloon. there were pizzas delivered to the bar. there was foosball. and bechtel STiLL didn't go to that. or maybe he did. i left early.
and now there's this.