first official house party of the summer concludes with
several fat lips, a stranger pulling a knife, unpaid rent, drunk scootering, police invading the house, a screaming match, a broken bong slide, a roomie moving out, pickle shots, a sideswiped car, an angry tarantula, and me waking up wearing a dress and sweatpants, with my comforter on the floor soaking up a pool of spilled beer. Cool.