All good for the most part
The party, er I mean gathering, was all good. Wooo was, in fact, a perfect word to describe the evening. On The Border was good, and I left feeling pretty good after two large swirls. From there it was back to the house for a gathering.We had fun just chatting, laughing and making fun of me. I'm not sure why everyone hammers me so bad but it's okay. Maybe they know I won't go postal on them. As the night progressed, I hid my empty bottles around Timmy's house. Sure, he'll hate me but that was for putting up with them. Of course there was some drama, but I didn't go wading into it. About 2:00, a pizza arrived. It tasted so good.And after the pizza, I cruised home.
By 6:00, I was sick. Not from the alcohol (and yes, I hear you reading this saying "sure, it wasn't") but from the pizza. Thank you for the attack of the garlic laden pizza. After the physical nature of actually being sick, I fell back asleep and slept til nearly noon.
Damn the garlic.
posted by Rusty @ 10:30 AM
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