The party was fun. Hopkins has an ice luge which is just a chunk of ice with carved tracks to pour alcohol in to. Desmond and I (backed by Andrew and Jennings, respectively) went once to see who could drink for the longest (using peach triple sec). He won the first time, but after a remach (double or nothing on the bets) I won. I'm glad. I'd hate to lose someone money, especially on something like "whether or not I'm an alcoholic." That's typically a safe bet. Later (I lost track of time. I went through a number of drinks in the intervening hours) the cops came and broke everything up. This is unfortunate.
In the car on the way home, I made a couple of random drunk phone calls. One of these apparently spawned only vague annoyance from the lucky recipiant, while the other ended up sparking a less than amicable series of conversations. So it goes.
Today after I got back, I just watched 7 hours of college football. It's all good.
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