me. zombie. ugh. sleeeeeeeeeep.
what i thought would just be a couple of quiet drinks with a friend last night turned into some high quality, all night revelry. and don't get me wrong, i love revelry, i revel in revelry, but reveling til 6am on a week night doesn't feel like such a good idea anymore. it turns out i don't fucntion at optimal levels on only an hour's sleep. go figure. but that said, it was all worth it. clearly i needed to unwind and let off some steam. A bit of irresponsible merrymaking was just the thing! definitely expelled any lingering grumpiness.
despite my exhaustion, i managed to exchange a few pleasantries with my bus driver. some comments on being tired and he asked if i wanted a shot of whiskey, the thought of which was enough to turn my stomach. what can i say - even when i'm rough and haggard my charms are irresistable :p