Lately I haven’t been going out much, so Aaron, Matt and I went to Karen’s for some beer pong last night. I turned out to be really good at it, winning 3 games in a row with my partner Anson, a frat guy from UMR. Maybe too good.
It was totally fun and I saw all of the drunks from last year. I don’t have a hangover at all, probably because I threw it all up last night…there is a trail of puke all the way from Jeff Co to University. Anyway, woke up this morning with bruises around my eye sockets. Frank the Tank is back!