>The party was a hit.

I had a blast — went downtown, played some pool and started the night with some cheap beers @ Fat Cat’s. It wasn’t all that great of a pool table, but it’s sort of a loft, away from the usual bar bustle. I think they even had a band, but we never went in to see them. That’s how Fat Cat’s usually is, everyone’s aware of the band but no one cares.

After that we went to Alumni’s. I did my usual kareoke song: Black Crowes – Hard to Handle, and we did a little dancing. The shot had worked its way down, and I began the, uh… dancing. Apparently I had an active pelvis, I don’t remember so much. Shit started to go down, Greg helped pull us out of there. We were on our way and the “trouble” behind us.

Word of mouth was stabbing, but I’d rather think of it as a “skuffle”.

All in all a good night =]