Nearly a week later, we’re still piecing together Thursday night.

What has been determined –

• While I was getting threatened to be arrested, Emily/Jess/Annie may have been guilty of TPing the double-wide trailer (a.k.a Martin’s house)
• I was reassured by Steve that despite our seemingly long conversation, I didn’t say anything inappropriate, like I had the feeling I had. At least that he remembers. This means that a)he really doesn’t remember, or b) he remembers every damn thing and just doesn’t want to embarrass me.
• I MUST have said something inappropriate to that guy in my ad class, who avoided eye contact at all costs in class today. Idiot!
• I was not the ONLY girl to bite it on Kirkwood that night. Jess said a girl in her class did the same exact thing, with a battle bruise BIGGER than mine. This makes me feel slightly better, as the self-deprecating humor has been turning to self-hatred.

HAHAH!!! Leah has enlightened me to the world of Mr. Winkle, the dog who looks like a teddy bear.

Personally, I think it’s a Pomeranian with its fur cut.

Nevertheless, Winkle gets around. He’s chilled with Betty White and Sarah Jessica Parker. That’s more than I can say for myself.

I watched the video to see Mr. Winkle in action. To make it even funnier, select a random iTunes song to accompany it. For example, I was listening to “Por Una Cabeza,” also known as the tango from Scent of a Woman. Hilarity ensues.

EDIT: I just watched the Mr. Winkle video with “Have You Seen Her Face” (the Byrds) and I nearly peed my pants. Seriously. Try it with different songs. You’ll laugh. (and if I were high, I’d die from laughing.)