Here are some pics of Trainer's bday night:
This is probably Black and Tan #3...or so. Notice how the pinkie finger is sticking out. Please note that this is not a pretentious thing, but a habit picked up from years and years of torture...I mean practicing the clarinet.
And here is Trainer on his Black and Tan #...4? 5? Who cares it was his birthday!! I took some other pics of him, but I was buzzed...on the way to tanked...and they didn't turn out or do him justice. He's a hottie.
Oh, did I mention that I drunk dialed my old boss...like at 1am? Well, my phone did anyway, it's been calling people lately. Yeah...whoops. And I thought we had fallen asleep/passed out by then!! Also, after getting all gussied (that's for you Soul Mate) up and wearing the most uncomfortable shoes EVER I ended up walking barefoot back to the hotel. :) Yes, barefoot, in the city, about a mile. And I leave you with this...and only because I think it's a cute picture of me!