the best plans are the ones that aren't made.

make sure "fashionably late" is already late, ok?

we really must have more car-overloading-picture-hogging-close-range-screaming roadtrips.

a homecoming isn't where the program is, but where the people are.

i miss out-of-town outings so bad.

it's fun to hear that you've increased your *market value*.

beer trivia actually exists.

i absolutely must try more cocktails.

the more doesn't necessarily mean the merrier.

sub-sober dreams and alcohol talk is the greatest.

there's a time for denial, and there's a time to just shut up and drink.

save your tales of fx capers for last.

you learn truths about your friends, but they're still your friends nonetheless.

if any of you are reading this, nothing, and i mean *nothing* leaves the confines of these walls, and our dim and hazy memories.