somewhere over the rainbow

word to the wise: if you're sitting on top of a booth, and a drunk girl comes to hug you, be weary that her force will pull you backwards... be weary that you may hit the glass table behind you, cut your head open and spend the next 2 hours in emergency stitching up the gash that so pleasantly bled all over the table, dress, and Christy's apartment. shenanigans.