Holy Smokes...

Last night was the wildest night of this semester.

I started the night off working at the Lutheran campus center after classes and helped out with supper for a buck. It was awesome. I am glad that this fraternity I'm trying out for is getting me to do all these good things.

Moving on...

I was drinking strong everclear drinks at Andy's room...2 of them the last I counted. I was up there with Andy, chelsea, and a couple other girls (katie was one of them) and then I got up and headed for the 'Keg' downtown.

I stopped at Bixby avenue on the way. A friend invited me to stop by, steph. She bought me a cup and I was like shit, i cannot stay long I have to go to the bar. But I stayed longer than I wanted and was worth it. I remember I was on the dance floor with a couple girls. It was a blast. I took off to the Keg afterwards and that is when the craziness started.

I was at the keg...bought a couple beers...drank myself retarded. As I awaited to pay my bill, I whipped it out and took a piss behind the bar. What the hell? Do I not give two shits about anything when I'm drunk? Anyway, I followed my friends to the U-bar and then I ran into some very strange motherfucking people.

This girl, fuck if i know her name today, from the res somewhere bought me drinks after drinks and got me good and hammered like hell. I remember dancing with her and then she followed me back to the bixby party with her friends. I started to kick it there, and then we were all asked to leave and I remember my friend Chris (OTE Chris) stopped by and saved my ass let's just put it that way. I was outside talking to these strange people ( I was trapped...I was afraid i would wake up with a slit throat up at the res after getting mugged.) 'She' and I then all of a sudden went to the north side of the house and started to do shit. YIKES!! I was so fucking gone. So incoherant to know what the fuck was going on, and was at a place where I shouldn't been. Chris gave me a ride home. That was not all. I walked to Oak to bullshit with andy cuz i promised I would return. I went there for a bit and bullshitted. I think Cush and Lee were still up and I was talking about my night at the party.

Went home...ah...shit, passed out. woke up missed a buttload of calls.

Cooper, if you read this thanks for the good times. I apologize for being fucked up. Way too fucked up.

Chris thanks for saving my ass.

Steph, thanks for the cup. I owe you one big time. Next time we go out and I'm invited in your party, I'll buy you....at least 5 drinks.

And it's not my birthday celebration yet!!

-Jon

(J2K is dead)