Rum is not a problem. Tequilla needs to be destroyed.

Ow. No, not ow... OW

It was an interesting night, last night was. It...did not go as expected though in a mostly pleasant way. K. had a good time with her "person of interest." I got to know one of my co-workers a little bit better. Linds seemed to have all sorts of fun. And then there was the other thing. And the REALLY funny thing that happened when K and I were in the bathroom. Which led to the other unexpected thing, which was really really really cool.


And if you want the details of these things you are just going to have to ask me. And I might tell you.

In the meantime, there were many drinks that M. just handed me and having not eaten much for dinner drinking them turned out to be...bad. I woke up very unhappy and in pain this morning. The constructor of said pain, M, was on his way to NYC and text messaged me with the general idea that he found the whole situation amusing.


*sticks tongue out at M*

So there that is. I am never touching tequilla again. Ever. EVER. OWWWW. Wasted an entire day, and tomorrow is going to be equally rough I expect. Thank heavens that it is a 3-day weekend - that gives me plenty of time to get my stuff down and still have some time for relaxing. I hope! With the re-start of school, who knows?

Ehren, call me please. I could use some friendly advice :) Or Leila. It's all good folks.

And now I'm off to take some robitussin and pray that I wake up feeling less sick than I do now (in the I want to stop coughing and i want my throat to stop hurting sort of way).

Yay butterflies!