Please don't touch me. It sickens me.
If I had to choose a word, it would definitely be 'strange'. Lots of good strange and plenty of bad strange, but altogether strange. Everyone is a freak! Seriously! Some people are so incredibly wierd that interactions with them leave you just going 'What WAS that?!' I hate it when people know you don't like them, and they try to be nice to you anyway. Especially when you're happy-drunk, because it's impossible to be mean when you're happy-drunk. And honestly. Wierdest ever! In other news, tonight is the first night I have spent at home and not drinking in about eleven days. Little liver is loving me! And sleep will be mighty fun, methinks! I can't wait till next year. I'm so excited. It's going to be the best year so far.