This is going to be a good weekend, I think. I've been in touch with some of my old drinking buddies from college the past few weeks, and they have finally convinced me to come in for a visit. So at 3PM today, I'm sneaking out of the office and driving to the other side of the state to drink a bunch of cheap whiskey and tell old good ol' boy stories with a bunch of (real) Cajuns. I honestly can't wait to hear them yell my old nickname over and over again (as far as I know- ALL of these assholes HAD to have the craziest nicknames. And I was no different, I guess). Its hard to beat some good old-fashioned nostalgia. I'm also staying with a girl who I used to kinda-sorta cuddle with sometimes maybe, I guess(she's actually the main instigator of this whole trip), so that should be interesting. Maybe. So, with that being said: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PAAARRRRRTY!