I woke up around 11 this morning, from having passed out on top of my bed, and through my blurry, dried-out contacts I realized that Shawn and Lachlan hadn’t gone back to his place - they had just curled up on the floor in my room, beside my bed. Nice.

Ryan took the couch and Joe took the floor beside him. Matt had brought a twin-size air mattress and inflated it in the kitchen, which it filled perfectly. Dennis took a cab home and Shawn and Lachlan… well I covered them already.

Matt was so comfortable on his altar of a bed that we had to deflate it to get him to move.

We hung out for a bit, Joe and Ryan took showers and then they and Matt left. Shawn and Lachlan stayed here for another hour or two during which Shawn napped/recovered and Lachlan watched me learn to die horribly in Defcon. It was pretty cool.

I wasn’t feeling great today. I wasn’t sick or anything, but my stomach just felt… gross. I wasn’t sure why since I didn’t really have that much to drink. But then in thinking about it… I guess I had somewhere between one and two pitchers of beer. And 2-3 of those Jello shooters Lachlan bought us. And I bought Ryan and I a number of Polar Bear shots. And there were a couple(?) rounds of Tequila shots near the end of the night, too. So… yeah. I guess it’s not so surprising after all.

Anyway, I took the afternoon slow and cleaned up a lot before Laura came over. We tried out the President’s Choice Black Bean and Garlic sauce in our stir-fry tonight and it was good, but not great. Not nearly as fantastic as the Peanut Szechwan stuff we’ve gotten before.

in the morning, you know we won’t remember a thing

[Complete pictures can be found here]