I hadn't planned to go out last night, but since it is my last free weekend before starting a new job, and my friend Erich's last free weekend before starting art school, we (Will, Erich, Christian, Patrick, Joe, Joe's friend (Aaron), Erich's brother (Jeremy), Reimon, and Karsten) decided to celebrate at 8 1/2. As one of the designated drivers, however, I remained sober.
Nothing much exciting happened; the usual dancing, drinking, screaming conversation over the music, Christian moving my hands like a puppet to make me look like I was dancing, Joe dancing shirtless all up on me while I leaned nonchalantly against the pool table, Rei being told to stop sitting on said pool table, etc.

Reimon, Will, Karsten and Christian at 8 1/2