Drunken Debauchery

After archery I went out for drinks. My time was mostly spent in the company of the lovely and talented conejita_diabla, who, in addition to being a gracious and sexy host, also has quite the set of pipes.

First stop was Limmerick's Pub with catalytic and madeileen. Later we went to Studio 82 (which I remember seeing movies at when I was in junior high) for a birthday party amongst people I did not know (but they seemed like good people). There was karaoke.

I had a lot to drink. Enough to get me swaying, slurring my words if I wasn't extra careful and verging onto motor-mouth-iness.

As you can see, the alcohol is making me invent words.

I did not get so drunk as to either sing, or volunteer to judge the gay-man vs. straight-woman blow job contest.

So I'm drunk and happy and wanted to share that while it was fresh in my mind. Unfortunately, I will be getting up in about five hours to help speed_ball_boy and not_the_dog move. At that point I will be hating life.

Wish me luck.