drunk blogging...

...can be dangerous. vitamin water and diner food is helping the sober up process before i go to bed and luckily i was smart enough to pass the tequila shot along when it came my way (thanks ben, but i learned that tequila and i will never be friends during the course of my sophmore yr of college). started the night off by finding a very cool t-shirt store with hasan (who's last night in town was tonight), talk at bar #1 of how weird it was to be out so "early", in college we didn't even leave to go out til midnight, and here we are at 10pm talking about how old we are. ha. i miss friday's off too. onto bar #2 with skeet ball, where we all got drunk enough to forget "how old we are" and move along to quotes of the day that i don't remember right now, and going over the current group gossip/drama, both new themes and old. the reality of where we're at or not doesn't matter anymore and we try to find songs we know on the jukebox. quick stories in walks around the block, and talk of "motating". down to 5 at bar #3, and as it's around 3:00am, maybe we're not so old yet...even though i'm yawing and thinking of how soft and warm my bed is...one more drink, walking home with friends drama unfolding in the background, me, ben and melis give up on them around nearly 4:00, and walk me home. melis goes to the train. ben stumbles back to pick up other people's pieces and i eat diner left overs, drink juice, and wonder if i'm actually gonna go to work tomorrow or not...ha. i really should, for just like 2-3 hrs, at some point. which means that i need to go to bed now.