So i just had a gathering of good friends to celebrate my new BBQ and peanut’s foray into town.
Holy shit am I a mess.
Everyone just left (yah, we’re old and lame at this time of night) and I’m right fucked up.
I’m trying to lick my lips, because (I think) they’re dry, and I can’t actually feel them.
I’m drinking LOTS of water, I hope I don’t feel too horrible in the morning.
I LOVE everyone who came over. The night was the raddest night EVAR thanks to my retro mix from a million years ago (or 1999) courtesy of my friend Rascally, and a lot of liquor.
I love you guys.