*stoli sloshing*

[synapticjava]

*ahem*

I am most definetely not fucked up at all.


Okay, I lied. I am most definetely fucked up. Lit. Craned. Blitzed. Drunk, even.

And to those who I promised to cut back on the alchohol, I most sincerely appologize. But. Tonight was fun. Like, really fun...in a surrealist perspective sort of way. A guy named Brian was all over me at the bar (there was finger-licking good times had by him), to which I was like "uh...i'm married" And then Nando got in this big fight with Aaron, so I took him out after work to Charlies. I was perfectly fine until I started doing Jose shots, and Malibu shots. We were there about an hour before they called last call and I waited a half-hour in line for my damn coat. Bitches.

But, I made a few new friends tonight (shoutout to Eric and Honeycomb, as well as Tara Mishu).

Why yes, I had too much to drink, but I was treating Fernando to a night out. And I treated him well. Well enough that even I can't go out for a week or so after new year's.



Also. Matt comes back tomorrow! *squee*

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Heeeeeee fun times for you. Yay!