Dear Being *This* Drunk,

How did you happen? This was not the plan. These hiccups? Twice tonight for thirty plus minutes? Totally not the plans. Debating Middle East politics with a Lebanese Druid? Um...not the plan. (Even if we were totally impressed with ourselves for pronouncing "Zoroastrianism" correctly! Which does not equal Druisdism. I know. STFU.)

You need a boyfriend.

Much durunken loatheing,
R

PS Comrfort roommate who is crying throught the walls? Or appass out? Decisions decisions.......