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[rei_c]

I got pleasantly drunk last night, as many of you know. (Sorry for the absolute harrassment, by the way.) I wouldn't ordinarily point this out, but I'd like the record to state that I am not usually a crazy drunk, keywords being 'usually' and 'crazy.' Apparently last night, this did not apply. I went to bed, because I was tired, and stared at my

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[rei_c]

I get that reaction a lot. Just not for cleaning. I don't even know what happened to my mind, it just left when I cleaned out my room.

And I was right -- I went looking for a book, and it wasn't on the right shelf. Actually, it wasn't on my bookshelf at all, it was with the pile of books next to me. Apparently drunk!me is also psychic, or something? I knew I'd need it? Or I knew last night that I'd need it and then didn't remember until an hour ago, when I went looking for it?

*Is weird*

[roundegotrip]

We'd get along, then. When I'm drunk, EVERYTHING is hilarious. And the absolute funniest thing you can do when I'm drunk is to tell me I'm drunk. I'm like 'No, I'm not. No, I'm not. *hysterical laughter* Ok, yeah, I am."

Yup.

[rei_c]

I have a tendency to accent-jump, mostly. I s'pose I ought to assume that I was accent-jumping whilst cleaning, which sort of makes it all that much worse/better/funnier.