get ready to ignite

It's the week after a Brightest Young Things (ugh) sponsored party, and we all know what that means: embarrassing, often sweaty pictures of me available on the internet. To wit:

And another adjective to add to the list: creepy:

And, of course, apparently shitfaced:

And while I'm on this posting pictures from Saturday night kick, something definitely needs to be said. Will Eastman?

I might officially be in love. Old hotness (and facebook friends) (and NOT Pat Mahoney and his lame obscure disco set) ftw!