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I got incredibly drunk last night. I didn't remember that I had naught but toast for dinner till I started feeling REALLY GOOD just as I took a sip of my last drink of the night. And then I'm like "OMFG I AM DURNK." I'm a happy drunk I tell you. Happy happy happy. but also an unable-to-move drunk. I was tired of standing. So I sat down and talked with

hotcrab and

xamichee. I kind of wanted to hit on someone but I just was too drunk, plus a bit of a headache or something.

Boom Bip and Four Tet were enjoyable though. As far as I remember, I mean. I wish it hadn't been quite so loud - I did remember earplugs this time - because it's more nice background music than get-up-n-dance music. Anyway I was pretty psyched about my job interview next week (note to self: read SQL books at B&N this weekend), plus, you know, alcohol, that it was all good. I'm going to skip going to the gym again, but I think I'll be going downtown and walking a lot soon so it isn't too big of a deal. And I think I will have a diet cola and work on my novel.