Last night, we all went to a Christmas party at the Whitney's, which was very nice. As always, Josh had some good games picked out for us,
and we all said our goodbyes to
Jake.
Even though he's not leaving for two weeks.
It was like a fairwell party, almost.

BUT THEN, we went to Ben and Andrew's and played cards all night, and walked to Smith's at twelve, to get everything you could possibly need for the best-night-ever. Ben got some Mountain Dew, which even Kelsea drank (even though she doesn't drink pop) and I drank some, even though it was one in the morning, and I was going to take my biology final eight hours later.
So we played Uno and B.S. for hours, watched Andrew play X-box and then we went out to the creepy cellar/laundry room that has no floor, and lots of holes in the walls, and is pretty dang scary. And so Andrew pretended we were locked in of course.
So, it was a really good night.

A really, really good night.