Partying: what we do best. A little room to room, a little of Kari’s birthday, and something funny.


Half the house crammed into a hallway on their single-minded quest for booze.


We had a seventies room with blacklights, love juice, and reefers.


Rebecca is glowing with mystery and the light of a stegasaurus.


Self-portraiture with a manual camera, especially in the dark, is quite difficult.


Kari, Morgan, and Jordan are good friends.


She’s ready for it.


Allana! I think that’s her name…why am I so bad at remembering names?


Yes, life really is that exciting.


Joe is winsome, Kari is preoccupied.


Later that night we robbed a bank. Then Kari discovered the tap had been stolen, so there went the loot.


This is unrelated, cos it’s from my birthday, yet also very pertinent, because no birthday is complete without a little phallic imagery (it’s vegan, Bryan!).