Oh where to start.......

Some nights can start off relatively innocently...and others start off with malicious intent.

Greg's birthday is most assuredly the latter. Of this there is no doubt.

Suffice it to say that we stayed at the same bar Teresa and I went to last week until it was late enough that the bartender (same lovely girl from south of Belfast) felt it might be best (read: less incriminating and dangerous for the liquor license) if we were to leave by the back door... Yes, that's sketchy as hell, but who are we to argue?

That chapter of the evening complete, we depart for (believe it or not) the bar that Greg works at, and thus has keys to! Sadly, Greg was unable to disarm the security system properly (this may or may not have something to do with his relative lack of sobriety at this point...but we're not sure), and led to us somewhat hurriedly piling back into the cab and jetting home...

Once back, Adrienne made sure we didn't burn the place down with pizzas. We also were asked nicely by some gentlemen in blue to perhaps try to "keep it down". We LOVE our neighbour. Really, we do.

Me: Yes?

Cop: Could you guys maybe try to keep it down?

Me: We got home like 10 minutes ago....?

Cop: Yeah, that'd be about when we were called.

Me: I see. (closing door)

Greg and me in chorus (once door is closed): What a fucking bitch!

When you go to bed and have to reset your alarm because it's actually later than what it was set for previously, you know it was a good night. Anyway, once all is said and done, I'm stunned I even made it in by 10:30...

PS: Above pic is from New Year's...but is quite apt for this morning, as (sans Cowboy hat) that is what I left asleep in his room with his light still on....oh, apparently he had a midterm this morning at 11-something....we'll see how that goes..........