In celebration of Caesar Chavez, and the holiday we observe because of him, Jana, Nicole and I decided it would only be right to drink a few down. I ended up going on a beer run around 7 or so and I did not return until about 8ish. It did take a while, I must admit, but sometimes it happens. As I got back, I shoveled down some chippies and salsa, so my tummy wouldn't be on fire from all the vodka I was about to intake. By the way, we purchased a handle of only the best vodka in town, Popov, and two cartons of O-to the-J. I started things off promptly at eight twenty-six. I paced myself with my screwdrivers because I know that hard liquor hits you harder than just beer. I am a smart one sometimes. Anywho, I finished that drink at nine o-two. As I went in to make another, I sat down on the couch, and me and Nicole had a very intimate moment with our rings of power. Not only are they rings of power, they are also the seals to the orange juice cartons, you know, before you pour you have to take off the saftey seal. Afterwards, I decided that I'd try to get fancy with my camera. I snagged Jana's Sweet Dreams [vanilla flavored] and I took my candle [vanilla scented] and lit the bitch up. It was clever at the time. Mmm, alcohol induced photography. Soon after, Jana thought it to be best to play with bubbles. Nicole's mom had sent her some goodies for Easter and bubbles happened to be one of them. Well, things got a bit out of hand and Jana dropped the bubble wand into her screwdriver. Hilarious and unfortunate, why? Because there was still some left in her drink, and who, honestly, drinks bubbley screwdrivers? I suppose that I would, but other than me, who? That's what I thought. Alisa and her friend Ona came on over, had a cocktail, chatted for a while until it was time. I was forced into doing a salsa/cheerleading routine which was performed quite some time ago. I was totally embarassed, but because I'm Megan I did it anyway. It would've been better if I had 4 more drinks in me, but hey.. it happens. Well, Ona hadn't seen our shower curtain, nor had Alisa, so we took a trip into the bathroom. Before we left for Spring Break, Adam had ordered a bunch of shit on sale from Urban Outfitters. Well, this shower curtain was one of them. It was a stripper on a pole, with a spot light behind her. Only, her face was cut out, so anyone in the shower was able to put their face in it. Hmm, good times. That pretty much concluded our night, except when the screen fell off our window because I was smoking in our room, and I dropped a bunch of things. But afterwards, I put myself to bed, to dream weird dreams about Jamie, Kate, Cindy, Jana, Nicole, alcohol, and a theme park. Very, very strange. So here's to you Caesar Chavez, thank you for the day off.