I’m writing to you from the backseat of my car. Good place to be. The reason I’m here is a party we had yesterday. An epic party. So good that I’m to hungover to drive myself.
About the party. It was my cousines birthdayparty and it took place in her partners recording studio. Tons of good live music with the lead singer of White Lion, Mike Tramp beeing the most famous. Very cool!
As we were dancing, singing and flirting there was a constant flow of beer going throug my body. Party ended at 7 in the morning. For me at least. Some kept going even longer. The result of all this is a head that is dead.