So, we were rilly late tonight to this proclaimed "HH." Like, i was promising 9:22, and instead it turned into 10:06. very heiress/chic/fashionable of we.
That being said: good time had by all. After coversation, there is some sort of contest "on?" Drinking contest? One would assume it would be the sort of contest who's rules would result from ++1 beers in a pool hall, but instead is like: gatorade? dairy? sheer volume?
Rules are unclear, actually. T. Lee and K. Capps, please contact at earliest convenience. There is a Sunday afternoon to organize, apparently I am acting as social secretary/keeper-of-calendar.
yawn, sleep, night.