Last night was fun. I wore a blazer with a tshirt for the first time, and didn't feel like a douche. I only did it because we were going to Missy's birthday party and I thought it would make for good pictures. It did.
Now Meghan is trying to tell me I'm so Dallas for it. Fuck that noise.
Also, I got ridiculously drunk last night because Austin Karaoke is BYOB, and since I'm a pro at B-ing my own B, I rolled up (literally) with a cooler full of booze, ice, and mixers. Which led to me getting quite inebriated, catching a ride home, and then sending this text to Muledick at about 3 in the morning:
P,ease drive me to my ruck un rthgw morninf. I am drunk
All in all, it was a good night.