Unfortunately the pictures from the weekend aren't all that hilarious, perhaps because I wasn't super drunk. (I generously decided to throw up during power hour to give everyone a chance to use the new line "F' you, you barfed," therefore I didn't have quite as much as the rest of the gang. Though if I knew there was some silly rule against vomiting during power hour and still having it count, I may not have been so kind.) However, I've come to the realization that we really, REALLY like to dance.