Especially when you have drunk 3 shots of nail polish.
The shots were free and nobody else was drinking them. I hate to see wastage.
I'm just home from a night out with my Tipsy Pixie, loveliest girl alive and lollypop. I always enjoy the fuzzy-headedness you get after drinking too much, but not enough to be plastered. It's comforting and cosy. I just wish I didn't get awful hangovers. My inclination for depression never helps. Plus theres the waking up to Julie in my face saying "are you drunk? huh? hangover? make out with any BOYS?!?!?!?' Man does that get old fast.
I'm kinda bored, kinda tired and feel like talking to someone but I doubt anyone would appreciate a wake up at this time.
So yeah. No real point to this other than to prove I am coherent after drinking. Yay and such.
Plus I figured it wasn't wise to leave the football rant up too long in case people began to doubt my hardcore geekitude.
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