Drinking spiked hot apple cider

So every Christmas Eve that I can remember my parents have gone to their long time friends Lee and Shirley's house to hang out with friends. So, when I was somewhere between 18-21 while we were there, I was offered some hot apple cider that had been spiked with some type of liquor. When it was offered to me I didn't realize it was alcoholic, but my mom seemed immediately mildly concerned. She was probably concerned because I wasn't aware, and plus I previously had gotten in trouble for drinking alcohol. My was not concerned in the slightest. I would assume for multiple reasons. I was an adult now and could handle myself, I was not driving, there wasn't that much alcohol in the apple cider, they could easily monitor my consumption, and so on.

None the less, the drink, evening, and experience were otherwise not noteworthy.  

Swapping keys on my keyboard

At some point I rearranged all of the keys on my white wireless keyboard in alphabetical order. It didn't bother me, but it really confused my friends.

This was also attached to my white desktop on its side in my black particle board media center. The computer was projected on the awesome projection screen built by Jake the builder. (That's its own story.)

Hand me down couches, dual CRT monitors, sitting in the floor, soldering on the floor, burning my arm while soldering on the floor.

Group project at my house, dremel tool, kinex toy car powered by a baking soda and vinegar water bottle with a pop top.