11:38

It’s 11:38 on Sunday night. I’m off at midnight. The thing is that I didn’t really sleep last night, so I don’t know how I’m still functioning. And, I’m functioning quite highly. I just finished a bunch of work for my conference travel coordinator job (that’s job #3, remember?).

Last night we celebrated Lisa’s birthday. I had somewhere in the neighborhood of four or five glasses of wine. On a mostly empty stomach. I was the life of the party. Well, not really since we were all about equally drunk. But, I was way more fun than I normally am. I’m pretty sure I told everyone. My exact words: “I’m only fun when I’m drunk.” I repeated it several times. For her part, Lisa kept repeating how I’m her oldest and smartest friend. She said it at least twenty times. I was flattered every time.

I feel like I’m giving off a bad impression of myself, especially to those of you who I know do not drink. But, I can’t lie. Alcohol makes me way more fun. Instead of just thinking things, I think them and then immediately say them. You’d think this would get me in trouble, but it doesn’t. Actually, it’s quite freeing. I talked. I laughed. I didn’t worry about what everyone else was thinking. Actually, I was much closer to the person I am on this blog. In real life, I usually have to know people for a while before I feel comfortable being me, but alcohol seems to get right past that.

Don’t worry. I won’t use it as a crutch or anything. I only get tipsy often enough to remember why it’s not worth it. It’s not worth the headache. It’s not worth not being able to sleep. It’s not worth this slightly queasy feeling I’ve had all day. And, it’s not worth potentially saying things I should really keep in my head. Or, maybe it is.

I’m normally very controlled in the way I speak and present myself. It’s not that I do it on purpose. That’s just the way I am. When I drink, I lose a bit of that control. It makes me nervous, but, again, it’s also kind of freeing. The only person I knew at a table of ten was Lisa, but that really didn’t bother me. Of course, now I’m remembering all the things I said last night. But, there’s nothing to regret, really. I’m laughing.

11:54.

Now the facebook pictures are surfacing. I’m grinning like an idiot in every one. I’m also sitting next to the same guy in every single one. I’m going to hear about this later.

11:55

It was a good night. Happy Birthday Lisa (today’s the actual day). Here’s to 10 awesome years of friendship! You stay NSYNC, all right?

11:59

I’m gone!