I found this in my "drafts" folder from 8/25/08.
Post Title: I'll go Disco...
I started Saturday night at dinner drinking really fucking strong mojitos with Karla's parents. They were raelly [sic] fun to drink, then 'd hit a poclet [sic] of rum and realize where this was heading...
Karla and her mom sound the same when they are slurring, and we got along great. Also, now I have a place to stay whenever I am in Wisconsin!
This weekend was the Last Frisco Dicso [sic] Ever...for like the third time.
I came home with mud and glitter on my shoes, and a dude.