Monday, December 07, 2009

HOW YOU KNOW IT WAS A GOOD BIRTHDAY

I had a get-together at a bar on Saturday for the birthday, and it was awesome. And drunk. So drunk, in fact, that when I got home and fell asleep, I dreamed that I continued partying, albeit at a house somewhere in some suburbs I'd never seen before in my life. But some of the people who'd been at the real party were in the dream party, and I'm honestly not sure which of the things I remember talking about were with actual humans or their oneiric counterparts. That's a good birthday.