Me.

The downside to being the person who takes care of everyone else when they're drunk is that when I'm drunk there's no one to take care of me. I have to go get my own milk and juice to make sure I stay hydrated, and keep tabs on myself to make sure I'm still feeling okay because everybody else is asleep.

Which is less fun. But hey! At least I can do these things. I think I'd be in trouble if I weren't capable of detaching myself from my drunkenness to do a run-down of my general condition to see if I need to get more fluids to drink or use the restroom or whatever other million petty conditions must be watched for with folk who've gone out of their way to have a "forget the year" party.

Aiiyaa....

Could be worse. I had a wonderful night with Thalia people at the start--when I initially got pleasantly buzzed--and then had more fun with my spersal people--which is when things really were allowed to go delightfully out of hand--and that was all good. I'm just home now and in the midst of sleeping I thought, "Shit. I need to get something to drink because it's nearly five in the morning and I'm still pretty damn drunk. Fuck. No one is going to get that for me. Fuck. I need to get up."

So yeah. Good night. But definitely different to finally be the one who's really drunk. Generally I'm the one who's staying reserved so that messes will have assurance of being cleaned up and ill folk will have assurance of being tended. But not tonight! Tonight Ashley was a mad woman!

Good times. I'm gonna drink more of this delicious white grape/peach juice that flameraven got me hooked on, and then I'm going to try and go back to bed.

The downside to being the person who takes care of everyone else when they're drunk is that when I'm drunk there's no one to take care of me. I have to go get my own milk and juice to make sure I stay hydrated, and keep tabs on myself to make sure I'm still feeling okay because everybody else is asleep.

Which is less fun. But hey! At least I can do these things. I think I'd be in trouble if I weren't capable of detaching myself from my drunkenness to do a run-down of my general condition to see if I need to get more fluids to drink or use the restroom or whatever other million petty conditions must be watched for with folk who've gone out of their way to have a "forget the year" party.

Aiiyaa....

Could be worse. I had a wonderful night with Thalia people at the start--when I initially got pleasantly buzzed--and then had more fun with my spersal people--which is when things really were allowed to go delightfully out of hand--and that was all good. I'm just home now and in the midst of sleeping I thought, "Shit. I need to get something to drink because it's nearly five in the morning and I'm still pretty damn drunk. Fuck. No one is going to get that for me. Fuck. I need to get up."

So yeah. Good night. But definitely different to finally be the one who's really drunk. Generally I'm the one who's staying reserved so that messes will have assurance of being cleaned up and ill folk will have assurance of being tended. But not tonight! Tonight Ashley was a mad woman!

Good times. I'm gonna drink more of this delicious white grape/peach juice that flameraven got me hooked on, and then I'm going to try and go back to bed.