here it is. probably my last xanga post as a free man. there is a lot of recap and goings-on to be said. i know everyone's collective loins are throbbing with desire, so ill get right to it.
the bachelor party was amazing. props to my homeboy jeff for setting it up and to dustin's parents for being so cool... and to dustin. thanks to everyone who came, i thoroughly appreciated your presence and the gifts and such. i dont normally drink very much, if at all, but it was my bachelor party, so thats grounds for me to throw back a few more than usual. (dont worry mom, there was no chance of alcohol poisoning). so me, shay, dustin and jeff (and mark, who had just a few drinks but sucked enough that no one complained he was sober) stayed in the living room aka the "drunks" room, and dan, william, forrest, and sean in the bed room, aka "sobers" room. thus the epic battle of the drunks vs sobers was waged over the networked electronic battlefield of halo 2. the first few battles went as expected, with me and dustin matching up against dan and william pretty well, but our secondary players were much more adept, leading to many a victory. free for all matches were won by various people, nothing really outstanding. its a little hazy but (correct me if im wrong) i believe after a short break from halo, the action resumed with the drunks being quite drunk by this point. the sobers were then pretty much demolished by the drunks, drawing on our keen powers of slow reflexes and impaired judgement. i distinctly remember at one point playing 2 drunks vs 4 sobers and owning them 3 caps to 0 in a capture the flag game. i also distinctly remember owning william with the smg while he had a sniper rifle harder than anyone has owned anyone before ever in the universe... ever. i believe dustin can back me up on that one, if he wasn't literally piss drunk by that time. eventually we went to sleep around 4 am, woke up with minimal sickness, ate at chilis the next afternoon and hung out to let our hangovers go away, and drove for a long ass time to statesboro and up to augusta.
then came the weekend, which was pretty much a blur of packing up robins room, and piecing robin back together after each mental breakdown. this leads me to now, waiting for monday to come so we can take all this stuff down to statesboro to our new apartment, drive to savannah, pack up my stuff, bring that to statesboro, then come back to augusta by noon tuesday. yeah. so that brings us to tuesday night and wednesday, which i have no idea what specifically is going on but there will apparently be things that have to be done, then thursday we head to savannah, friday we rip all our hair out, and saturday, with the sun's scintillating rays glistening off our sweaty bald heads, robin and i will be wed to each other in holy matrimony. then the greatest vacation ever taken will commence, and there will be much rejoicing.
