Just got back from BJ's birthday party. That was fun!

My thesis that my house is 2-3 rides away from everywhere else has not been disproven yet. It took me 2 long jeep rides from BJ's house to my home. Which, btw, is not a kariton along Taft Avenue, thankyouverymuch. :P

I kinda feel guilty for how wasted BJ's younger bro got. We really should've kept him away from the mudslide and the tequila. And the vodka. But we were so worried about other people we thought would have weaker constitutions, like Mike, or Coro, or BJ's sister, that we didn't notice that the mudslide had disappeared. Younger siblings are always evil.

Overall, I like the way my bartending skills have improved. I managed to survive wielding a blender tonight - next time I may attempt to make cocktails!