Grant had already gone to bed, so we decided to bumrush his room (he was staying in my roommates room) and wake him up by screaming and throwing the severed mouse head in bed with him. Here he is caught by the flash mid-scream...
We hung out late so I ended up crashing at Katie's where I surely would've gotten eaten alive by mosquitoes if it hadn't been for the battery-operated, ultrasonic mosquito-repelling keychain my parents had given me earlier on in the evening!
They had a bunch of beds on the main level and there were some girls kind of lounging around on them and all, but all in all it was pretty anticlimatic. And to add insult to injury, hardly anyone was wearing lingerie or even pajamas...
