If I don't die by Thursday, I'll be roaring Friday night.

Whoa, last night was wild! I'll post pics later but the streets were transformed into rivers of college-aged, costumed, sexed-up, wild things...

The cops were definitely out to take down anyone who couldn't stand up, but for the most part everyone was really well behaved. I'm sure stories will emerge throughout the day.

We have SEVEN cars in the driveway, three revelers sleeping on the living room floor, one on the couch, and who knows how many behind closed doors. It'll be hours before they start waking up.

How do you cure a hangover?