Wartburg - Luther rivalry. We've beat them 17 of the last 18 times. We haven't lost to Luther for 13 years. Guess what happened today. Yeah. Sucky.

Other than losing a game we should've won, it was a decent day. Oh yeah, and other than it pouring the whole time. That sucked as well.

We got to Luther at about noon and it was pouring way hard. None of us really thought the game was going to happen, because it was lightening as well. So what to do? Crack open some beers. But then the rain did let up, and it was "game on." Except...the rain really didn't let up and a few of us spent the end of the first quarter, the second quarter, and the first part of the third sitting in the car drinking. Good stuff.

We have some pretty good pics that I'll try to share, though I seem to be saying that a lot lately with not much success. After the game, I was way tired and took like a 3 hour nap, only to be woken up in order to go to a party. Which sucked. So I came back to the room, only to be called up literally 5 minutes later and be dragged to the bar.

It probably was good that I went, though, because the girl that dragged me there needed a babysitter. It was fun though, I guess. It was a situation that probably only was ok because I was sober.

The one of the girls I went with was in Denver with me, and the other one had visited the girl for a week. And when she was out there we had gone out every night and had an absolute blast. Especially at the Gay dance clubs. And you know why those were so much fun? Because I obviously wasn't trying to impress anybody or pick somebody up....and they weren't trying to impress anybody or pick somebody up....so we all just let loose and had a wacky-fun time. And that's kind of what tonight was for a while. We got there before most of the bar folk got there, so we had some fun on the dance floor. Pretty much my goal was to be as fun as possible....and I got a lot of good reactions.

But then a ton of people got there and it was back to the same 'ol B.S. and I didn't want to deal with all of that. Plus, I was sick of being the purse-holder. But that tends to be my role with those two girls. They like going out with me because I'm not going to try and get on them when they're drunk...and they know I'll watch out for them as well. Oh well. Whatever.

Alrighty then....time for bed....maybe....