No Longer Hangin’ So Tough

Tired.

Last night was awesome, but now I want to crawl into a hole and die.

I wish I had pictures to show you, but they are tucked away on the memory cards of two other NKOTB attendees. Hopefully I’ll get them later this week.

For now, just know that your loyal Crazybanana had the best time last night. I’m so lucky to have my friends. I think I forgot how much I missed them.

And how susceptible we all are to peer pressure.

Recipe for NKOTB Fun Sandwich
5 girls from around the country who have lots of old stories to bring up at 1 a.m.
1 bottle of cheap champagne
1 giant hotdog, 1 order of brisket
1 vegan claiming she’s going to puke
2 side ponytails
1 burned NKOTB CD
5 concert tickets
3 exlamations of how the hell Jordan can still hit those high notes
1 hotel room
1 room service order consisting of 2 packages of vegan ramen, 3 chicken wraps, gatorade and a Twix bar
Vodka
1 pole to dance upon
1 alarm to wake you up for work at 6 a.m.

Mix all ingredients together thouroughly. Add several digital cameras if desired. Use kissing sparsely, but hugs can be added in whatever quantity you desire. And make sure there is one bed for cuddling, and one for those of you who don’t like people in your bubble.