And I didn't speeyak, either!

So, this past weekend was rad. Friday night I went out with Bill and Dan to BW's, and Dan bought my drinks (BFF!). Saturday I ran some errands, and then it was party time! I had so much fun. I think I hung out with just about everybody at one point or another. The best parts were dancing, getting caked, and really just talking to people who had never seen me that drunk before (so, uh, pretty much everybody at the party). I just remember it being really hot and dark and fun in there; in my mind the night was one huge blur of faces and hysterical laughing. I know I had to get a knife taken away from me by 3 different people. I know I danced in ways that would embarrass me under other circumstances. I know I gave out insight into the female mind and that I laid in a big pile of dirt outside. I know that Bill, even when 90% passed out, is still able to construct the word "worrycakes" to describe me. I know I had fun. Other than that, you might have to refresh my memory.

I did notice that there are 2 things I tend to say over and over when I'm drunk. One is "Hey! Are we friends?!" This might seem logical at a party where I don't know some of the people that well, but I like to say it to people who I clearly am friends with; I mean, I remember saying it to Jared at least twice. The other thing is "You know what I like about you?" followed by a super random thing that I like about that person (see "You have freckles on your forearms!" and "You're exactly five feet tall! That is so great!" as examples). Man oh man. Even sober that sounds funny to me, but my mom has suggested that what I find funny might be really obnoxious to everybody else. If that is the case I apologize.

Anyway, I had a good time. I just wish I didn't have to work so many hours this week, cuz I could really use about 30 straight hours of sleep.