Oh my freaking god...

Last night was the best party ever. Ever. And I got there when it was over half done and there were people making out all over the place and it was kind of scarring.  Had a drink or three and suddenly everything was better. Didn't make out with as many people as Lacy but I don't know if I really wanted to. (Am so going to get a cold, or mono, or something by the end of the week.)
Oh gods was I drunk. Dom and I sat in a corner for a while talking gender shit until Jeff came over and was completely an ignorant asshole. Seriously, I might have to kick the man sometime.
Everything else is sort of fuzzy. But damn.
I didn't start getting sober again until like one or two in the morning. Dom and I talked and were ridiculously coy with each other until about six in the morning. And then I finally fell asleep. I am so awkward sometimes, it's kind of sad.
Today was very nonproductive. i didn't leave lacy's house until...9:30 or something at night, which I feel kind of bad for. Kind of like I was overstaying my welcome a bit. Cleaned some to soothe my conscience.
I'm really freaking exhausted now, so I'm going to bed.

Very happy, though.