Bestie visit

One of my BEST friends, Jason, just moved to Chicago last week for a few years. He WAS living in San Diego, so about a month ago I headed down south with Alain and my brother to party it up with him and his GF, Marissa, before he takes off. We drove down on a Saturday afternoon, drank for a bit at Jason's place with a few of his friends, then cabbed it to Henry's in the Gaslamp District downtown. Here, Marissa and I keep the party going with a few drinks :)

It's the beginning of the night...we're still somewhat "together"

Attention gentlemen: THIS is your brain on Joose! Chris and Alain downed a ton of it at the house. Apparently, these ladies were buying the guys drinks! How backwards.

I have so many pics that are similar to this. This must be where we all started to fall apart...and our memories are beginning to shut down :)

We're always a dance party!

Chris' arm is all wet...I know a few of us dropped and broke glasses through the night...

...and we were all over eachother...and all over the place. All of the above probably explains why some of us were individually escorted out of the bar.

SORRY FOR PARTYING!

Not only did my brother get kicked out (and I followed), but a few of our guys were physically brought down by security outside and cuffed...but let go once it was discovered they are Seals :) Chris then almost got in a fight with a "bouncer" at the place I used to work at for name calling...the guy wouldn't let Chris use the potty after hours, and he did NOT like that. I hardly remember the cab ride back, or passing out on Jason's couch. I felt like CRAP the next day.

Neither of us knew we had opened a store in Ocean Beach. We bought Acai bowls before heading home. I love San Diego.