See what the evening brings in you; lilacs and landmines...

I drank too much Friday night.

Just a six-pack, mind you (and a shot of Goldschlager), but a six-pack for me is still waaaaay too much. I did my penance all day Saturday. If I'm going to be honest, I'll say that I only feel okay today in spurts. The ghost of my hangover is still haunting me. What the hell I was thinking, I'll never know. I have too much to drink and the logical side of my brain just switches off. I start to do things like biting people, and putting red streaks in my hair. They are rather lovely. (I wanted to be like you, Naomi.) Just so long as my boss doesn't flip out tomorrow morning... Brodie says it is beautiful, and that's the best endorsement I could get.

So, aside from fantasizing about me and Naomi making out, what have the rest of you been doing?