saturday night

last night was long overdue... i hadn't gotten wasted in awhile. and what's more appropriate than getting drunkin funk after a breakup?

some of the more memorable moments (although i didn't quite remember most of it til peter recounted them for me today):

*somehow i failed to notice the sidewalk/curb/ground and bailed like an idiot.... when i got up, my wrists hurt and my right shoe was missing.....
*i dropped all my crap outside the cab and in the drunken chaos of trying to pick everything up, i also grabbed a nubbly black ski headband and i'm not sure where it came from. but i think i'm gonna keep it and use it when i run and sweat.
*that slice of pizza margheurite (sp?) was damn good
*the lovers were decked out to the nines... flirting with british wankers
*i think i danced like a white girl last night....