Moi, je parle francais

I just returned home from a fun night out when I may have overdrank a bit. Puppy and I met for a pizza dinner, followed by an appearance at a St. Patrick's Day party with a bunch of friends from business school.

But soon, we tired of the party with babies in one room and beer pong in the other so I met up with some friends and checked out the new Cockblock party with an amigo from Boston. But once it was clear that he was quite fine by himself, I decided it was time for me to go home, but not after helping a group of French exchange students find their way from the Lookout to Badlands.

Bonne nuit!