Remember this picture, from Friday’s post about our mini high school reunion?
We thought it would be hilarious to try to recreate it. But maybe someone should have told us to attempt it before we went to a happy hour with $4 margaritas, then out for sushi where we split a bottle of wine (where we ran into yet another Masterman grad on the street after dinner. For such a small school we sure are everywhere), and then back to Vanessa’s apartment where we raided her liquor cabinet.
But no one did, so this happened:
This is the best we came up with. We realized after the fact that we were only able to successfully lift a Moldovan the first time around because she’d started on the bed, we hadn’t made her trust-fall onto us and lift her from the ground. Masterman may be the number one school in the state, but we sure as hell lack common sense skills. Also I am still a giantess and my friends are all midgets, what gives.
Diana left yesterday morning and we all miss her like crazy already. My liver and wallet are recuperating nicely, however.