I'd make a lousy lush.

So my very first Mug Night was a success. I downed two bigass mugs of Woodchuck Cider, probably made an ass of myself in numerous ways, came out to some strangers and mere acquaintances, and finally staggered to the bus stop with Susan. I'm sure we made that bus driver's night. Pardon me while I go dig a hole in which to hide. I'd planned on drunk dialing those of you who have given me your phone numbers, but I forgot to put them in my cell phone, and I was WAY too drunk to figure out where the hell I'd written them down. So maybe next time. I DID drunk IM Miss Zen, however. I emailed her today to apologize for anything stoOpid I might have said.

I am NOT an attractive drunk.

*shudder*

In any case, the party's now over, and it's nose-to-the-grindstone time for Killy. I have mucho work to do and not so mucho time in which to do it, so I must (reluctantly) shift back to student-mode. Goodbye, leisure time! You shall be missed.