after steve made fun of me for an hour or so it was getting pretty damn late. i called carol, who i don't talk to out of work. at all. she is always saying we should 'do something together' so i figured i might as well. she was at the heart and crown and told us we should come. we agreed that it was a good idea, and i got some nonbedtime clothes on and made a sad attempt at brushing my hair. then it hit me that there were going to be about a zillion people there, some of whom i knew. i decided it was a good idea to drink lots of cranberry juice and vodka before we left.

by the time we got there i had had enough to drink that singing the irish national anthem to old drunk guys for the benifit of free drinks seemed like a great idea. steve and carol thought this was the most amusing thing they'd ever seen. i knew gaelic lessons would come in handy sometime! thanks to drink buying old guys i drank more guinness than i ever really wanted to in my whole damn life. steve took off around...um... i can't remember. late. he had to be up at six. i got him to promise he'd call and wake me up at eight this morning. i hung around with carol and her friends for a little bit more. we went and got coffee. carol and i wanted to sober up a bit so we could walk home. carol's annoying friend kept telling us she wouldn't let us walk home, since we could be raped/murdered at this time of night. i ended up calling a cab just to shut her up.

this morning steven called at eight (thanks) and i hauled my very bad feeling self out of bed (read: off the couch.) i took one look at the snow storm outside and decided to call in sick. then i got back into bed and slept until noon.

now mary is here and we are going to watch movies and eat pancackes. goodbye,

~amy~