Well... I think I had like, 3 drinks last night... but I was definately FUCKED. No singing... just fun hanging out with people after the bar. I keep reading about everyone's "went to Denny's" posts... and it was fun to be included in one. :)
For the record folks, you were absolutely right. I SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN DRIVING. I got about to Palo Alto before I finally thought to myself "ya know... I should go back to spawrhawk's place"... but instead I pulled over onto a sidestreet somewhere and just crashed for about half an hour. I'm sorry... I know I'm an idiot... no ranting necessary :P
I can't believe I called my mother last night. I was born at 11:16pm (so technically, I'm still 26, despite it being my birthday). It was nice of her to tell me this at 3am as I'm drunk. :P I'm going to apologize for that one.
So yeah... I'm definately getting older. I can't handle the hangovers as well anymore. I think I've officially decided to go into a full-on health kick after the birthday festivities are over with. Wine with dinner tonight... drinking at the cafe... we'll see what the rest of the weekend holds... wine with dinner on monday... and after that, it's cleen-boi-chris. I want my body to figure some shit out for me, and I think it needs a break :P