Well it was a pretty crazy weekend full of interesting encounters and surprises. Since I've had to tell the valentines day story about 500 times since I got back there is no way I am going to type it now, so just trust me, it was an interesting night.

Things I learned in Chicago:

Frozen dog shit can still stick to your boots.

It IS possible to return from Chicago without skinned knees.

Pretty much every hot guy is or will soon be gay.

Philly cheesesteaks are best when they are a day old and eaten at 6 am.

If you cant chug an Irish Carbomb like you are suppose to, you'll have to drink it when it is of cottage cheese consistency.


Good times