And after the liquor store, I went straight to Laura's house (oh, the juxtaposition), giggling nervously. She drove me around her backyard in the bed of her truck, and I drove her around her backyard in the trunk of my car. We proved that you can fit a body in there quite comfortably, though Laura suggested I put a pillow back there for the comfort of my trunk-guests. Then we went to the new Chinese buffet restaurant with my family, then had cheesecake at my house. So much fun.
I don't plan on getting drunk tonight, but I may finish off that daiquiri in the fridge... just to see what one wine cooler does to me. Not much, I suspect, but I have no tolerance. Yet. Thanks to all of you for the happy birthdays and such, and I look forward to future alcoholic adventures with those of you I'll soon be living with. And I find it amusing that almost everyone in the future writers' house has an LJ. Hmmm, no more ranting about housemates in friends-only entries... except perhaps in
Ok! Time for me to... uh... shut up.