last night was fun (although, admittedly, not nearly as fun as the night before). matt, mason, sam, leroy, and i sat around watching sleepy hollow, eating pizza (i ate an entire small pineapple pizza!), and drinking. not a lot, but enough. i had one corona and three glasses of wine, and it was not too much but not too little. although mason passed out, i just got cozy with nate’s hammock. i told matt at the beginning of the night that it might be one of those nights that kristen gets drunk and cries, and he told me he was prepared for it, but it never happened. instead we all just chilled and talked and half-watched a movie … and that is how it should be. no more getting frunk, hwasted, drinking-till-my-kidneys-hurt intoxicated. because there is nothing i need to forget, and so much i should remember.
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- mason
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- hammock
