Late

I'm a little drunk. A few glasses of Riesling will do that to you when your stomach is the size of a vienna wiener.

Damn, I had a good time, though.

I laughed at a guy when the waitress asked if I was buying his drink. He got pissed and went to pout at another table. Pussy boy.

I'm sure I'm going to feel like shit in the morning. But right now, I'm not feeling much of anything. And I'm loving it.