We sit down to dinner and order two plates of nachos and a plate of calamari. To wash these down, we ask for more beer, and two pitchers of sangria. When the nachos come, they are the hugest plates of nachos I have ever seen. Which is good, because we are all ravenously hungry. We keep talking and drinking and bullshitting, and making fun of Dan until dinner is over. Before we leave, we do a couple more rounds of lemon drops. So far, the evening is starting to shape up.
We must not have left Mad Mex until at least 11pm or so. We stagger through Oakland (somewhere in here, Jim kisses Dan on the lips), and by the time we're getting near campus I'm actually starting to sober up. Good thing PHI was right there, then. Dan and Weesh decide to go in for a some purple hooters, and being drunk, we all follow. Weesh orders two pitchers of hooters, and we all pay him. I mean, for two pitchers of hooters, Weesh winds up with about 90 bucks. Not wanting to cheat us, Wessh invests the remaining fund in a few more pitchers of purple hooters. All in all, we drink about nine pitchers of purple hooters. Once again, we are all drunk.
When we get to Beeler, the group splits because some people want to go to Eat n' Park and some people want to go to Marcus' party to see if Jon is there. It winds up being Dan, Myself, and Weesh all going up Beeler, and everybody else going up Forbes. I have yet to see them today, so I don't know if they made it.
When we get to Marcus' there are only about a half dozen people there, and once again we are starting to sober up. This must be about 1am or something. We hang out at Marcus' and he takes some video of us. I sit out on the porch because I need some fresh air. It has gotten *really* cold. Dan comes out and sits next to me. We chat for a while, and I realize that he looks like he's been hit by a bus. I wonder if I've been made as attractive by all this hard partying.
It's a little after 2am at this point, and Dan says to me, "Man, I really wanted to see Jon tonight." Who should walk out onto the porch just then but the Slenk-meister himself. We bullshit for a while, and make fun of Eric for not flying out with Jon. Then, Jon and Jolie decide they want to go to Eat n' Park. Dan goes with them, and they are suddenly gone. Weesh and I go back to my house, and go to sleep.
In the morning, there was a thunderstorm.
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