WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

I've feel like I've sort of fallen off the face of the earth and yet so much has happened in the past few days it's been nearly impossible to keep up with. Lots of dancing, lots of madness, a little tonic, a little more vodka. Over the course of a few days I've experienced enough to exhaust me for a year. So here's a bit to just give you a glimpse.
From last week until today, more mexican food than one could imagine, Guest DJ turning a party into the best dance party I've seen in months, burning eyes from endless smoke, Boston chats, long car rides, five people in a pick-up truck, lounging on building stoops, missing out on Axl, designing tattoos, DFA rooftop parties, champagne pre-parties, nostalgic music, empty pools, and finally, a massive accumulation of madness in last nights ultimate chaos...consisting of cowboys, more free drinks, dancing, peanuts, more peanuts, stickers covering my friends and I from head to toe, people too big to be jumping on, jumping on me, ass spankings, dribbling drinks on sweaters, getting punched twice in one day, slapped only once, intriguing waiters gyrating on pianos, watching girls vomit next to the bar, doing splits, people singing songs that go something like head, chest, knees and toes, knees and toes. Being told my friend has been cut off, but he's not even my friend. Getting lost in the back room of a bar. Losing Creeksta in Universal Studios. Finding a phone. Losing the car. Losing the phone. Finding Creeksta. Puddle jumping, coyotes chasing, passing out on sidewalks, Thai food. 5am. Endless nights and forgetful mornings. The rest of it's becoming a blur.