A truer sentence has never been said, as my newly acquainted  roommate Mike stated in early September. The idea of a sweet house warming party for the new place I now live made me excited and excited all at the same time (it’s a joke. I know I said it twice.) The next week and a half after that was nothing but calls here, call there and a lot of napping. At the finish line-o-week, Mike ordered a keg and the mood was set. Friday provided nothing but the thought of hilarious times while seeing exciting new faces. Too bad it was the opposite (cept for fun times). The house saw less than 25 people come out, and most were decedents of my home town of Port Colborne. In the end, it was, as hard as it is to say; a Port Colborne party. I want to thank everyone who came that wasn’t from Port Colborne. You rule! As for the people from Port, you’re welcome haha. I laughed. And then I laughed some more. I’ll let the photos just paint your imagination.

Either way, great night. Thanks!