Drunk at last!

So hooray for vodka, even crappy vodka.  I can’t believe how much I needed a drink and how much better I feel after one.  Or seven.  Technically it was only three, except there was probably about seven or eight shots of vodka in those three all together.  Poor Jared.  I’d feel bad for him, except he’s been much more drunk in front of me before.  And I’m not a sloppy, idiotic drunk.  Well, not most of the time.  I’m fairly buzzed right now.  Enough that I can’t feel my face.  Heh.  I really love this feeling.  This is just drunk enough to feel the drunkness and ignore all my problems, but not drunk enough to pee myself or throw up or not be able to type this.  But yah, I’m happy to be exactly this drunk right now.