E.j. being his typical self. He was alright at this point, but when I got home around one he was plaaastered. He was like, Lauuuren, I'm a drunken idiot! I'm leaving in 4 hours and I haven't packed yet! Pleeease help me pack, I'm toooo drunk. So yeah, I was up til 3 or so helping him shove stuff into his luggage and watching him yell "drunken IDIOT!!!" into the mirror, doing headstands and responding to my "oh god no not a good idea" with "you WISH you could do this...you wanna HOOK UP with someone who can do this"