How dry I am...

Due the ridiculous amount of drinking (ridiculous for me, anyway) that I have done over the last week or so, I am taking a booze hiatus for an indeterminate period of time.

There was the very, very bad drinking alone episode last Saturday. Have resolved never to do that again. Alcoholism runs in the family like WHOA.

Then there was the doing of my homework while tipsy at 3am after the newspaper party on Wednesday.

Then there was the getting wasted with the rugby girls last night and not coming home until 9:30 this morning and then having to go to work hellishly hung over at 10am.

So today is Lynn's 22nd birthday, and we are going to Karaoke Night at a local bar. I have volunteered to drive. And tomorrow I will remind everyone how stupid they looked singing such karaoke gems as "Love Shack" and anything by Celine Dion (my personal favorite is "It's All Coming Back To Me," which must include dramatic, arm-sweeping gestures). Ah, the beauty of being the sober one...