Sexy books.

I would prefer to be on Callisto's ass, meself.

Callista Flockhart?

I've not been really drunk in two months.

However, I had three glasses of Hennessy brandy and a beer tonight and I'm flirting with standard drunk status.

Unfortunately I have nobody to talk with and I may just go to bed.   

Arbor Mist tastes like soda. Mmmmm.

I don't work tomorrow.  It's been a while since I've honestly been able to say I don't need to get up before noon, but tomorrow, I don't!
After a couple glasses of wine and half of a beer, I think I'm actually drunk. Well, maybe not completely, but on my way.  Tonight I started packing for my mystery move.  The best way to pack is to turn it into a drinking game.  I drink when I put stuff in my box, I drink when I decide to put something in the Goodwill pile.  I take a shot when I start missing someone who's at Burning Man instead of calling me telling me to get on webcam and take my clothes off.
But, I have two boxes packed and a box and trash bag of Goodwill stuffs.  But now I have to go take a shot.  At least I still have some of my Dry Fly Gin.  My Dry Fly as in the stuff I bottled. 
I'm not an interesting drunk am I?  Sorry.

I've had a couple good glasses of Hennessy brandy.  I have a pleasant buzz but I've run out of people to talk with.

I was going to get drunk this Sunday because I'm going to a Motley Crue concert with some friends, but I think I've been pinned with Designated Driver duties.  Which is no fun because I bought the tickets, the parking, will be using my car and this is the first time I'll be able to drink at a show.  But them's the breaks.

I think maybe I'll just go to bed early.

I am rather solidly drunk now and probably going to go to bded soon.

And Celethang is still logged on and he STILL hasn't posted anythinhg, that tease.

Make this hell end.

*has struggled so far, and won so much, only to become what he despised*

*poke*