I’m going to head back to bed in a minute, but one of my favorite things about last night:
After the party, Brian, Tracy, Jamie, and I went to the Golden Apple for some food. First of all, it was amusing because we looked funny – Brian and I matched, and so did Tracy (Julie) and Jamie (Vicky). But as we were walking out of the diner, we went past this drunken girl in a booth who saw us and said “Oh my god…it’s the Love Boat.” She then smacked her friend in the back of the head and said “Look! It’s the fucking LOVE BOAT! That chick is…what’s her name…Wendy!”
The Fucking Love Boat. That’s us, motherfucker.