I have a drinking problem...two hands and only one mouth.

The results of the Bar Crawl Thursday night?

Almost having to crawl home. Yeah.

Free vodka drinks = bad idea.

Oooooooh it was fun though! From what I remember. We all had a good ol' time.

And I might have done karaoke. And by might have I mean I did. Yeah....the last thing we did that night besides getting a pizza at 2 a.m. The song? Why, Gangsta's Paradise of course! So I more or less rapped then sung. Except the chorus which I will venture to guess was atrocious to those around.

It was a good night though. That's for sure. Having to get up at 946 (yes, 46...I do even numbers!) to go to class and take a mid-term the next day? Not so fun. But I did alright on the test. Wasn't too hard, all open book.

Saturday was the parade and the football game. The parade I threw a few kids to the ground to get some candy, you know. The usual. The football game was good except for the part where they lost. What the hell?! They lose on Homecoming. They NEVER lose! We're talkin' undefeated. Haven't lost a game at home in like 20 some odd games there. Only lost once last year, national champions last year. And they lose. At least it was close. SP won by one with like 14 seconds left. They went for the 2-point convo. Ballsy. I tip my hat to them and their balls on that. Could tied it up, send it to overtime but they went all the way.

While typing the outcome of the game it brings me to my next little, whatever. We kept moving seats during the game to get closer and we ended up by a psycho. Briana was standing next to him and he was doing a play by play on the game. At first she thought he was talking to the people next to him. Oh no. He was all alone. Doing the play by play. It was hilarious then annoying. We all kept rotating so we could hear it. I'm talking in depth play by play. The kid bought a program so he could look up the players and stuff. "... is a junior from Franklin, Wisconsin. The quarterback is back in the shot gun formation and oh! High snap! Donovan had to scramble on that one to keep control of the ball!" This went on forever! I told Lauren she should start interjecting little things like "right you are Bob. The center just did not have a good grip on the ball for that snap." or tell him she'd be his sideline reporter.

It was weird. The guy seemed like a psycho.

Alright. I got shit to do. No communication classes today or tomorrow for advising! woot! except night class which isn't so much of a woot. Oh well. I gotta do some research, cook a fantastic meal. I have deer steaks marinading in a marinade of orange juice and southern comfort. Along with some spices. It better be good, my mommy told me to do it like that. I LOVE venison! mmmmm Bambi's mom. Or dad.

Ok so Tubby is making a really weird noise. At least I don't gotta listen to his bed squeak when he boinks like Briana does.

and it needs to not be snowing. What the hell is up with that?