Amanda took her 21 shots last night. Entertaining, to say the least. After this, I left Fitter's and went to a couple other places. It was a weird night. Some noteworthy things: Jesse's piggy back rides, almost dying falling backwards into dark, scary, basement stairs, getting sweater in my eyeball, tipping over a couch, meeting Yusef, a Saudi Arabian with a cane, eating some other girl's taco bell (typical), then Ray's car died. It was a weird night.