It's been a long time since I drunk-anythinged (i.e. drunk-dialed, drunk-blogged, etc.). I have moments of feeling my age, of thinking, I'm too old for this shit. Then I take a Thursday night, at the end of far too many long days, and far too many days of elevated anxiety levels and other crap and drink and converse with good friends, over serious and not-so-serious topics and remember that often-times, things are good.