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I love the weekends because it's OK to be an alcoholic on the weekends, people don't judge your alcohol consumption on the weekends. It's like everyone knows on the weekend it's PERFECTLY ACCEPTABLE to get wasted and not remember it the night morning. Point in case: This morning it took me a full minute to gather my thoughts, figure out where I was (my bed), what I had done the night before (you'll hear in a minute) and where my phone was (plugged in to the charger in the wall).

Luckily, I could pull the events of last night and the previous night together.

Last night started out with Superbad. It was INCREDIBLE. I don't think I stopped laughing once through the whole movie. Possibly the funniest movie I've ever seen. I went to see it with my neighbor, still not sure if it was a date or not, but he paid so yea I guess it was a date. Anyways, we got 2 bottles of wine on the way back for my roommate who had been calling me to pick them up. We then went back to my neighbor's apartment, I took a shot of captains and drank some more while we watch the end of the Sox game (10-5 babyyy).

From there we went back to my apartment so that I could get ready to go out. Our apartments have big decks on the back that we share with the apartment next door so while I was getting ready we noticed my neighbors outside and decided to go chill with them for a bit. They start telling me all about this tequila they have, going on and on about how great it is so of course I had to take a shot. And I did.

Liquor count:
shot of captains
3 more shots of captains mixed with coke zero
shot of tequila

So we hang out with them, then meet up with some of my friends and go over to their apartment which is in the same complex. Wine bottle gets opened, drink a little more and then head over to another party at a house a couple of miles away.

Being the social butterfly that I am, I met a ton of people and one of the guys happened to have a lakehouse in Maine on the same lake as my grandfather. Just so you realize how crazy this is, the lake has maybe 7 other houses on it. The odds of finding someone that far from Maine living on the lake is like 7 in 60 million or whatever the population of the US is. So we drink some more wine, play some beer pong and then the keg gets tapped so everyone leaves.

We decide to head to another party in our complex where a friend of mine has been all night. We get there and I realize that I know a ton of people at the party AND they have Mario Kart (this all makes for a good party). I head downstairs to meet my friends boyfriend, only to find 6 guys chillin down there high out of their minds. Iw as jealous, I told them I was jealous and they took out a ridiculous looking bowl. We smoked a little and then played some mario kart.

At this point I was beat. The liquor count was ridiculous and the cherry on top was the weed so I was ready for bed. I told my neighbors we were going back so they hopped in the car, we did some ghostriding, dropped them off, ate some tacos and went to bed.

Crazy night. The night before was crazy too but I'll tell that story another time because I have too much to do today.