So, I did wind up going out. Jonas & David were just going to watch some silly movies I'd already seen and I felt bad bailing on Chris even though I hadn't committed 100%. So showered, dressed, trimmed my bangs and had the guys come pick me up. The night was good, we could hardly see the sets but not that that really matters. I ran into a ton of old friends I haven't seen in years. Jono is apparently making music these days so we may try to arrange an electro jam session in the next couple weeks. My buddie from school Ben is getting into cooking and if I can remember the name of where he's working I may have to go try some of his grub. Chris (not the chris in the pictures below) is moving away and I'm going to miss that sexy sexy man. There was one uncomfortable encounter with an ex friend (home wrecker wannabe) but I'm proud to say I remained my composure and didn't backhand/splash a drink in her face/rip her latex dress.

When you take a look at the next couple pictures bare in mind Chris and Tom always dress up as something totally opposing of the nights theme. Last night since it was Demonika's Symphony of Horrors they thought being gangsters would be appropriate. I on the other hand went with a simple black dress, nothing to over the top but still sexy as hell.

My hair seems to be looking awfully brownish. Time to redye it.

Apparently I very nearly had wardrobe malfunction...

Gangster is the new black.

Chillin like villains.

Jaggerbombs! Skanks!

And on the home front, I still got the sod laid out in the yard despite my hangover. Thanks partially to the power of gatorade.