Yay?

So. I got invited to a Barbeque by Phi Kappa Psi, and went. Turned out it was really just some of the brothers going to an off-campus brother's apartment and getting drunk until their Euro-trash party back at the house. So I joined in.
They thought I was crazy for drinking 151 and Dr. Pepper. Heh.

So now I have another frat I'm looking into. The guys were really cool.

And now I'm torn, because they invited me back next Friday. Next friday is when I'm supposed to go with Danny. Next Saturday is our family reunion.
So my options are go to the Phi Psi bash (where there are supposed to be many a female of age 18-22 present) and then go to the reunion the next day, or go with Danny and folks. I don't really know what to do.

Also, on a more boring note, I helped my Mom move her office for the fourth time today.
And I got maybe two hours of sleep last night.
Combined with the two I just got, I'm still running on fumes.

Oh well. Call me later.