So, tonight is the night for the sweet tooth to rot. Last night was the night for inhibitions to fly away. My sis had a pseudo halloween party here. Some people got really drunk, so we helped them around. Others were barely there long enough to get drunk. Others were hitting on others. Etc... Over all it was a good party. A lot of people I knew were there, some of whom I invited some I didnt. Then at about 3 am my dad took me and my drunken friends to denny's and we chilled there then came back, realised the bonfire was still up (ok, more like trashcan in back yard) and doused it with a hose, then retired for the evening. And no, I was not hungover. I dont get hungover. .Steve