back/
forward
Well, I thought I start the
new year out on the
right foot by
vomitting. After going to a
warehouse party in the
mission district of
San Francisco, I rode the
drunk bus back to
San Jose. When nearing
San Jose, a combination of the bus bouncing up and down, drinking a couple
beers on the way up, and the abundance of
alcohol I had at the party made for a bad
combination. I
threw up on my newly purchased
pants and
shoes, as well as the back of the seat in front of me.
After
debussing (not unlike
deplaning), I proceded to
remove my
clothes, as my
roommate would not like his
car seats
stained. This, of course, was the
perfect opportunity for him to snap a
photo of me, which I am sure will end up on a
web page somewhere.