My friends dragged me to a club on Thursday as a farewell to one of my best friends who's moving to Arizona and obviously us being us we got shit faced, and i ended up bringing a guy home, not that i even did anything because i passed out in the living room, and he passed out in the kitchen. The next day I- in my hungover glory- agreed to go on a date with the guy. Fast-forward to Sunday; I went on the date with him. We chose the cliche movie date, and we got to the movie theater 50 min late. By the time I got my nachos the movie was half over. The date consisted of us watching 40 min of the Last Exorsicm and me chipping my front tooth whilst eating nachos, but somehow it ended up being pretty amazing, and we are going to the NYE party together. Now this is completely out of character for me cause I usually don't do dates, but he was a pretty cool guy worth documenting about.