Kewl Fotos 'o' Fun

So, Elicka had this cool theory that if she just drank a shot of cheap well tequila every half hour, she wouldn't get a hangover. So, Brett, Fikul & I (of course) had to match her shots. So, we're all drunk. Then, I played bongos for three hours at Britt's "Bang Your Hed" party and fucking destroyed my hands.

Pretty destructive saturday night...

Hmmmmmm - Well, imagine when someone says, "Ya know, I feel like shaving my head and dying it lots of different colors," and then spills some hair dye on the porch. You get the picture...

We'd gone out for Gina's b-day to see Sexual Chocolate, and after doing the living room dance club thing for a bit, Gina decided she wanted to shave and dye her hair. So, there ya go...

Whoo Hoo for New Years. So, we cruised our asses on up, stayed at the Westward Whore, met up with Rack'o'Luv at New Yuck New Yuck on New Years Eve and did a wee bit'o'New Years partying. The next day we met up with Vegas Chik at a groovy Irish bar and then spent the night being Hard Cock Cafe Hooligans.

Ahhh, Halloween. A time to look like a total fucking jackass. Or, if you're Corrie, time to look like a completely psychotic Mansonite. She had the vacant smile way too pat...

Anyway, I resucitated a superhero theme this year and went as...

GEOMETRY MAN!!!!!!
FIGHTING EVIL!!!!!

WITH MATH!!!!!

The weird part is that people actually thought it was funny. Evil is never funny!!!!

So we threw a Saint Patrick's Day party (which two of the people who I invited actually showed up at, bastards). But it was fun anyway. We made metric fuckloads of food and hopped back and forth between our place and Casey Moores. And some guy in full regalia played the fagpipes in front of our house for no good reason. Oh, I mean bagpipes.