"You'll have some of the best times you'll never remember with me, Alcohol"

Ah yes.
Halloween weekend. one of the more popular party weekends.
This year was no exception. I wound up at the bar i usually hang out at after cruising all over the place... Went to a nice lil bar to start, not far from the lil city i work in... I got as far as the front door. Scenery was nice inside, but i wasnt in the mood to fork over 1/4 of my beer money for the evening for a cover charge... So i drove thru a lil town between here and there that has a few bars and it was pretty busy there... Except one bar had the good old cover charge again and the other place just looked kinda shady... So i figured i'd head back to check out some bars around home now that it was later in the evening... The bar i went to last year that was totally crazy only had about 5 cars in the parkin lot this year. sooo, i went back up to my regular place, which was actually pretty busy. Then shortly after i got there, a large group of ppl showed up ready to continue the party from the last bar they were at. When they started walkin in, i realized that among them was Cory, a very good friend of mine; his gf Tana, and a few other ppl i was familiar with. Cory was the same guy who i was supposed to hang out with that day anyway. Cory, Tana, and i went out wednesday night for a while and had planned on meeting up for the party last night, just never got around to callin each other. So anyway, we all hung out up there for a while, got good and tipsy, listened to a very well stocked jukebox (alot of the girls were dancin. i think this bar attracted most of the "skimpiest costume possible" girls), and just had a good ol' time. Except when i was stuck on the dance floor, beet red, while Tana tried to teach me how to dance. YAH. Aint happenin. i can do your basic slow dance, but anything beyond that, fuhgeddaboutit. Anyway, hung out there for a while, everyone piled into Tana's mom's van and drove back to their place. (Yes, the driver was sober. nobody was in any condition to drive, other than her). Along the way, we had to do a rapid pullover cuz somebody on the van had a Yack Attack. other than that, the ride back was uneventful. Back at Tana's mom's place, one of the girls continued the yack attack then passed out on the couch, then her sister lit her hair on fire (not Pukie's hair, her own hair). I'm not talkin a little flicker, i'm talkin i look up and there's a plume of white smoke lingering above the table. We all laughed our asses off for a while (including the girl who's hair got lit). What happened was she lit one of those big scented candles, pushed it in front of her, then during a spurt of laughter proceeded to flop her head down in mid-chuckle, dropping her hair right into the candle. No harm done though. just funny, but somethin ya dont want repeated.
Not much else happened after that, just hung out with Cory for a while then we all crashed. I woke up way too damn early this mornin. woke up at like 7:20 with a raging headache.
drove home a bit later and passed out again for way too long, which wasted most of the day. ah well, the price of partying. I'm gettin close to that stage where the aftermath of gettin drunk is starting to outweigh the partying and getting drunk... maybe its time to slow it down? We'll see.
Anyway, not much else is new, just enjoying paramedic class, spending every monday and thursday in stitches of laughter for half the class, and jaws dropped to the tune of "Did he just say what i think he said?" for the other half. He's a damn good teacher though.
Hopefully next time i write here there'll be something more interesting to talk about than drunks and halloween parties.