Beer…is good…

So…yeah. I don’t know how coherent I can be right now, because I’m slightly tipsy, but…I had a good night.

I went out tonight. As in, out out. My friend Q and I went to a bar, called Old Friend. Her aunt was there, and Sky and John. I had a huge thing of beer, which tasted so good.

I’m not drunk. Not by a long shot. But I am tipsy, I am a little woozy. When I look around, it takes half a second for my vision to follow me. I wanted to try a cigarette, but neither Sky nor Q’s aunt would let me–”You’ll get addicted! I don’t want to be the cause for your addiction!” Or something like that. I can’t remember.

I met awesome people, including a huge cute old drunk man, who just made me smile. And I tried a bit of whotsisface’s “Hoegarden”, which every time he said that I felt obligated to say “a garden full of hoessssss!”

Yeah, gotta go now, becase my sist’ers making me watch osmething with eher, but i just had to document thi smoment. I am happy. I am feeling good. Beer tastes good.

My fingers hurt.

Buh bye!!

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