some sort of social event in which I assume things will get odd as i was invited at 2:30 am. so long as it doesn’t involve a hippie party with burning incense, a touch of body odor, and, what my friend describes as “the songs people listen to when they want to say they listen to the beatles.” who knows though. 4 beers in me and the night is just beginning. sounds like a Sunday to me. more to report as it is made available
