STATE

Penn State was flipping sweet.

We left friday night at around 5:30. Our team was deamed Car and consisted of myself, Todd, Mike, and Nitro. Our competition was Team B, which consisted of Rich, C Joe, Rich's brother, and Rich's brother's friend. Team B sucks. Team A rules. On the ride down my passengers drank a copius amount of alcohol including the bottle of Midori I had bought Katie for her birthday. They also spilled it all over my floor. That was less than sweet The main point of discussion on the way down was sex, a conversation that was for the most part driven by one of the four members of our vehicle, we'll call him sexfiend. This would prove to be a running theme throughout the weekend as sexfiend is predisposed toward talking about sex. To summarize:

sexfiend: Ever since 9th grade my number one goal every day is to have sex. No matter what happens in a given day, if I havn't had sex I consider that day to be a failure.

Friday night wasn't really all that eventful. Katie had a sweet party at her house and we dominated flipcup. At some point we went to this gas station where I stole a meatball sandwich.

On saturday we hit up the PSU vs. OSU tailgate. It was pretty flippin sweet. We stood out in the mud drinking lots of beers and funneling some and playing lots of flipcup. At some point Joe tried throwing Katie in the mud, which I took as an excuse to throw him in the mud. I hit a few gutwrenchs through the mud. Then Todd came around and he was upset that he had missed the violence, so he started trying to wrestle me, I feel to the ground, but got on top of him and hit some guts on him as well. I later found out that Joe and Todd had been consipiring to tackle me for an hour prior to me tackling Joe. Later Mike came around wondering what had happened, Joe got it into my head that Mike wasn't as muddy as he should be, so I through him in the mud. Then Mike tried to save face by tackling me at which point I locked a front headlock on him and rolled through him, planting his face in the mud in the process. His face was pricelessly confused and hopeless and he was sprawled out like Bambi trying to walk on ice.

Ten to fifteen of us then piled into the back of a truck. We were drunk and unstable...it was scary. We somehow made it back alive and watched PSU's victory over Penn State. Everyone showered and I apparently had had some trouble with shaving before I left cause I had these whiskers on my face. So I borrowed a razor and was going to shave, but I was way to drunk to do so, plus I've never used a razor on my face before. So Katie's sister was kind enough to take care of the shaving of my face. Clean shaven and feeling glorious we went out to some bars, Katie drove and we sat down in this bar. Sexfiend kept on trying to order sex from the waitress and he gave her a condom as her tip. We don't think she appreciated that much.

We got back and passed out thoughout the house. Got up early on Sunday and headed on home.

McGriddles are awesome.

You know I like my girls a little bit older.