That Went Well

Drunktoberfest came. Drunktoberfest went. Drunktoberfest was pretty damn sweet.

I accomplished everything but stealing some music from Stevo. Didn't drink too much. Didn't do anything real stupid. I did talk too much, but I'm not worried about Nikki talking and I know precisely what I said anyway. I guess Meagan was in the back of the car while I was talking too much but she was out of it and not paying attention. On that note, I guess I didn't accomplish exactly everything I was after, but I'm never gonna get to that one so it doesn't much matter. It apparently went well because I remember Sarah telling me at least twice that the four of us should make an effort to attend future Thunderdome parties. Works for me.
Around 3 we took off. Last night was the first time I've ridden in my car. I still haven't been in the back seat riding or otherwise.

Had to clean out my hard drive to make Meagan's mix CD, so what's on there now is 876 songs of pure awesomeness. No Dandy Warhols, unfortunately. I do have everything MSI has ever put out on it, though.

Not much of a story to tell, but what'd you expect?

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