"I believe ... I'll have anoth'r"

          There are people having really awkward sounding sex in the building somewhere below my room. I'm torn between amusement and exasperation.
          Today was Flunk Day - that school sanctioned, impromptu holiday hallmarked by 12+ hours of inebriation, camaraderie, and really bad choices.
          A friend of mine grew a backbone and has lived to tell the tale (with a smile on her face, no less).
          I went on the lam.
          I also discovered a wonderful drink (raspberry-cranberry juice, vanilla liqueur, and club soda).
          Another friend set a personal make-out record.
          The weather was lovely for it, although a lot of my friends were sunburned.
          I was given a press pass from the newspaper and a digital SLR to play with in order to document Flunk Day.
          An old friend and I played Scrabble to distract ourselves from our sobriety.

          It was a good day in all.