when i got home i was really excited to hear that carole, mark, and rachel wanted to go to the party. we met at her apartment, talked to paula, and watched her cat rocking out to music from a VW commercial.
the party was a good time. carole was nice enough to drink with me. rachel and mark were responsible citizens, avoiding potential for intoxicated driving later. i tried to drink enough to be entertaining but not obnoxious.
we left a little bit early since rachel had an early morning today, but i think people had fun and learned important lessons like "all socks have the potential for fire," "it's better to urinate between the two garages than to wait in line," and "be nice to the shot fairy." oh yeah. i think everyone saw people they knew, reinforcing the lesson we all learned long ago in orlando, "it's a small world after all."
and that song is officially in your head, right? sorry.