ok ok ok... lets get this ball rolling.
saturday. whut'd i do. i went to my cousin brians bachelor party. not at a strip club. not at a casino. not skydiving. no, none of that. we went to a restaraunt. in morristown. ..huzzah.. i was definitly disappointed. plus, add on to the fact that it was on saturday night, right smack in the middle of labor day coulda-been-down-the-shore weekend. then, add on to the fact that, out of the 17 guys there, i knew 3 or 4 of them, all of whom i was related to, and nearly 10 years younger than.
sooOOOoo... needless to say, i wasnt too looking forward to the event. but, as i got there, and had a few beers, i gotta say, the night got better as it went along. my cousin got blasted off of many a'shot, and was dancin all silly at the dance-floor part of the bar (its actually a pretty cool club, especialy by morristown standards. pretty empty tho, cuz of the weekend). not too many chicks there, but, a decent haul, i suppose.
so, we chilled and laughed, and, i must say, i did have a pretty good time. it was weird bullshitting with my older cousins. hearing family swear is always odd, since we have such a "little house" sorta family, where we only see each other on christmas and christenings (so, its always relgiously tied in some way, shape, or form).
so, a surprisingly fun night, all n'all. no major events or ramificiations, but, i did get some alcohol into my system, and danced with a really cute chick that looked like topanga from boy meets world. thats always fun! 
