The wine. The beer on my head and all in my hair. Stancer. (or Rob) His head and my arm through the window. And McDonald's at 5am. Tiffany and Shana and Tan and Kyla and Sorie. And the beautiful debauchery.
But I'm really tired. I think I should get some sleep.
ps. Made a trip to Best Buy at 9am. From what I've heard thus far, the new Bright Eyes albums are excellent.