Now that I've recovered...

So, my birthday...and my birthday party.

Wow. I had a lovely time. That is the polite way to put it. I had such a good time I passed out a good two hours before the last people went home. I discovered a lovely drink called "do be careful" and ain't that the truth. I acted a fool, left lipstick marks on almost everyone, should've kissed those few others. Better luck next time. I danced, made lude, crass, crude, and probably truly offensive comments, and generally acted like a moron. I've heard that pictures were even taken of me in my drunken stupor, and subsequent unconscious state.

Wow, what a great night! Thank you to all that made this night possible!