I had perhaps a little TOO much to drink tonight. There's a reason why I never do that, I think, but I can't really remember.
But, on the whole, I feel better. I can't see to type my name, but drunk blogging is way better than drunk anything else, right? I feel a little bit more like myself. Maybe just a touch.
I also feel like things are going to be okay. Everything might be shit right now but it won't always be that way. People love me. I love people. The rest is inconsequential.
My RRHB is in Fredericton tonight. Fingers crossed he has a rocking show.
OH, and the peeps at the table next to us were speaking Czech. That's cool. And (this is for Tina) when I said kif-kif to the cab driver he told me I must know someone Arabic. And then he called me sister. A lot. A proper ending to a very fitting evening.
Now, I must watch the rest of The Office.