Advil Popper

Becky's old roommate, Carrie, and her husband, Justin, came back from Iraq yesterday while on leave.

We started drinking at 5:30pm. Apparently if you get a room at the Embassy Suites on a weekend, they have free drinks from 5:30 - 7:30. Then we took a cab from there to the Cresent Moon, old stomping ground for Carrie. We there for the remainer of the night. Well, apparently, the Cresent Moon now supports Karoke on Saturday nights....Not to go all ghetto on ya'll, but the roof was plenty tore up that night. A few other stop by and good times were had by all. They we took a cab back to the hotel where more beer was bought and one of the people we were hanging with had never seen porn....well that is just wrong. What good, fine, upstanding perverts would we be if we let her be on her merry porn-free way? It was so funny. She was like, "this isn't real" and "penises don't get that big," and "there is no way she can be enjoying that." Oh, we got fresh one here hehehe ;). Yeah, we open her tiny little, safe world up to a grandios pool of sin. It was awesome.

I love defiling virgin mentality like this. Sure, people can say how open minded they are but until you actually see something that isn't in your little bubble of happiness and actually come face to face with how you truly feel about it...you ain't got no idear.

anyway, good times, I can't speak now due to the singing. I can't sleep now due to the massive headache I get when I lay down, and for some reason my neck is in all kinds of pain. Probably from supporting my alcohol-logged head. Hadn't had fun like that in a long time. Is it sick of me to want to see the porn virgin again? Part of me thinks it is, and the part of me hopes it is :)

2007, ain't so bad from where I'm standing :)