o l d e r - l a t e s t - g u e s t b o o k - p r o f i l e - d i a r y l a n d
With, without, and who'd deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Very drunk. Haven't been this drunk possibly ever. That's not saying much, because I rarely have more than two mixed drinks in a night, but tonight I made a special exception. Why? Maybe because it's the end of midterms. Maybe because I was happy after a nice week, a good run, and a DIVINE Jamaica Kincaid reading... more on that tomorrow, when I'm sober. But I think it was just a case of not quite realizing how many I'd had until I noticed that I was no longer "sleepy drunk" but instead "spinny drunk", and these are two very different stages. I have never been at the spinny stage. It's rather fun. Steve and I played darts, and I won! It wasn't really your conventional dart-playing, because the machine was broken, but it was good enough. We discussed politics, but not in a partisan way... in a more honest way than that, which I liked. I met composers and musicologists (is that the word) and they were very cool (I especially liked Kristin, she of the great Lord of the Rings knowledge), and I'm home now and still kinda tipsy and not really tired at all. Ah. I have to change the media on my cells at 2 tomorrow and am running with Steve at 4 and I think that's all that's lined up so far... Judy told us about a really good Chinese film that I think we should rent, but Saturday night is not really the night for renting movies, huh?
Whee, it's kinda sad, because I write totally boring entries when I'm inebriated. Coleridge wrote really good stuff while he was high, and I write really boring entries. I am no Samuel Taylor, nor was meant to be... oh geez, there must be a special circle in hell for biologists who rip off Eliot in their online diaries. Good night, all! :)