i laughed so hard i cried. words can't describe. "likes my dress? commmmmes to my party?"
quoth the great jon wall, i spent new year's eve in the company of my closest friends and about 15-20 complete strangers.
there's only so much i can talk about, but a picture is worth a thousand words, right? so here's a bunch. these are not even half of what i took throughout the night. the rest aren't really appropriate..... make up stories for yourself.
Getting ready:
Rye and I made an appearance at Nana’s
Hillary, Addie, Jess, and Max pre-partying:
Madeleine with some water:
Max, Rob, Me, and Jon
Madeleine’s suicide note that Jon found in his 72 hour cleaning spree of her room. He put it on the wall amidst a kitten collage:
Madeleine’s framed friends (actually an Abercrombie and Fitch ad. Caption reads: To Max – The Gang – xoxo):
Hot picture of Max… mmm yeah, love the concentration camp look:
Madeleine is MY hero:
Trojan and Axl - what a combo:
I am one of the few people allowed to touch Jon:
Hot shoes, Rachel!:
Um, art?
This was snapped about 10 minutes after I arrived:
Basically anyone can touch Madeleine:
Max, Jon, and me. BF4L.
Madeleine’s favorite foods (please note the flaxseed next to this lovely cocktail of benadryl, advil, ibuprofen, and cramp medicine):
This was the water of someone over 21:
Dancing like no one’s watching.... Oops. Apparently, someone was, though. I'm pretending to be Elaine.
Rye, chillin’ like a villain:
Jon, chillin’ like… a great grandmother:
Madeleine with our my best friend:
Hey! That was mine! (it was fun making Max pose in the corner with water and soda all night):
Pretty:
Sparkling apple cider. Yup.
Raybob and the Mertinator!
Keeping things gangster. Yes, I smile when keeping things gangster.
My friends are friends!:
Um, my friends are realllllllllly gooooooood friends!:
Molesting Jon on the waterbed:
Goooooooooooood morning!
I vaguely recall saying something about flamingoes in Siberia, snapped this on the way to the car after I changed:
