
First of all, I'm a fucking idiot. I didn't get to bed last night until 4am. Here is what happened. Tried to get into the Better Than Ezra show at the Roxy with friend and they were completely, utterly, 100% SOLD OUT. Frankly I was surprised--they are my secret guilty pleasure band, so I guess I didn't think hordes of people would want to go. We shook it off and had a couple beers and played a game of darts at some bar. Left to go home around 10:30pm--this is good, plenty of time to get a good night's sleep. But it was not to be. Another friend calls and lures me to the mothereffing T'side for a beer. Which turns into multiple beers. Which makes 11pm turn into 330am. The time just fleeeeeeeew by, I couldn't believe it when I realised what time it was. So 4am. Needless to say, have felt pretty ploppy all day. Just want to go home and take a 1-2 hour nap. Then I will be okay. God my liver must HATE ME.
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