"Hey! I have an idea! Let's trash 1809!!"

We did it again.
Seems to be a common theme. Invite people over, get wasted, have a dance party, and wake up to broken glass and cigarette butts everywhere. hahaha
One thing always remains the same: ALWAYS WORTH IT.

With a lack of a better option, I decided to throw an impromptu party last night. I sent out an email to a few people and thought it would be super chill. Few friends, few drinks, and just good times.
What started as a really small and nice time with Dale, Lauren, Olivia, Christian, and Manuel exploded around midnight (I think) when the whole crew rolled in fresh from the Wahm bar.
There was daggering (obviously), 3 killed bottles of Jim Beam Black, a straightened hair Mack Millzzz, a belligerent Frenchman, Christian "Rico Suave-ing" every girl in the place, and plenty more surprises.

Around 4am... I called it quits. I laid in bed and had a quick phone conversation. Next thing I knew, I woke up on top of my sheets fully dressed and the clock said 930am. hahaha
I got up, cleaned the apartment to the best of my ability and ordered and a LUSH (hahaha yup... i said it) breakfast.

Called CP and Phil and headed out to the Sherton for a day of relaxing in the sun and swimming.
After 4 hours in the sea and hot tub, we headed back to the Dub for a small screening of The Duel.

It was cool to see our co-workers react to it.
Even better to watch Christian awkwardly do a FILMED Q and A afterward.

Overall, solid 30+ hours.