party blogging.

Yeah, i know what they say about blogging drunk. But i'm doing it anyway. Because frankly? That's the way I roll.

So Bill's on my sofa. He just fell asleep mid-conversation. And it's 5:30 am. Probably more the latter that influenced his actions :)

Lynn's in my bed. She's been there for about 3 hours now. And she was the last to bed, other than me and Bill.

It gave me some relief, actually, to have her go to bed first. Because then it removed choice from the equation of "Who + who sleeps where?"

We stayed up and talked for ages. About serious stuff. And determined that he is the LEAST dramatic person I've ever known. And Lynn and I talked earlier about how I don't require a whole LOT of drama, but I do require some. I require someone to tell me that they like me more than the bum on the street corner. And that they think I'm cute. And hot. And attractive. Etc.

It was a good time. But I still have 2 more glasses of water to drink before I can go to bed. And I'm soooo not thirsty. And soooo tired. But I know that a) my head will spin if I lay down, and b) i'll feel better in the morning when i have to follow through on my SO ill-conceived promise to cook Eggs Benedict for Bill and Lynn. I did it for New Year's morning, and Lynn suckered me into it for tomorrow through flattery. She's the devil, I tell you. Good thing she likes beer, or i'd have to stop being her friend or something. :)

So yeah. I think I'm going to go drink another glass of water and then lay out a pound of bacon onto a baking sheet for the morning so I don't have to do it later.

Happy Sunday morning, boys and girls!