Fridays Always Rocked.....At Least Until 8:00p.m., that is.

I, like most hopelessly horny college students, enjoyed Friday nights, and the anticipation of immature Penn State drunken fun. However, I had made the unfortunate decision of getting engaged.

**note to any college students who (A) may be reading this, and (B) may be insane enough to actually be contemplating doing the same sorry-assed thing that I did, I have advice. DON'T DO IT! You'll thank me later**

This, of course, had unfortunate consequences when it came to the Penn State party scene. I had worked an "agreement" out with my fiance, in which I would be able to go out with my roommates for happy hour - generally 4:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. Then, I would come home and hang out with my ball-and-chain, who was not yet 21.

Friday nights were absolutely crazy in State College. Bars competed feverishly for our patronage, offering ridiculous deals to help us with our quest for intoxication. Normally, we would start off at the G-Man ... yes, a lot of the "Greeks" hung out there, and it was rather annoying, but we made do. The G-Man would start the happy hours at 4:00 p.m., and they offered 1/2 priced drinks (we knew the rules - start off with the liquor first, and then beer later).

After a good hour of guzzling Long Island Iced Teas, and Captain and Cokes, we would wander to our favorite watering hole, the Rathskeller. Many call this bar nasty, but we preffered the term "lived in look." Yes, it was a bit musty, and the bathrooms smelled more like outhouses, but this didn't keep many hot women away ... and besides, the beer was cheap - around $2.50 a pitcher. Additionally, pizza was offered at 50 cents per delicious grease-covered slice. It was heaven, I tell you!

Tragically, just when the night was starting, my time was over. I would slither back to my purgatory, and allow the hangover to slowly disappear, while I watched the end of Forrest Gump, and saw any chances of a "happy ending" slowly evaporate. Inevitably, the next morning, I would hear many stories from my roommates which started with the phrase, "Dude, you should've been there!." Ah, college!