Last night I went to a social. It was my cousins social. Did I want to go? Not really. Did my family want to go? Not really. Did anybody really want to go? Probably not. Did everyone get really drunk and end up dancing to cheezy music (Ice Ice Baby & save a horse Ride a Cowboy)? Pretty much.

I drank too much and ate too much of the crappy lunch they serve (bread and sandwich meat--which actually looked like pseudo meat--pickles and chicken fingers) and ate way too much of the chips and pretzels they had on the table. Boo on me.