Egads! I managed to get talked onto the karaoke stage not once, not twice, but three times tonight! (my foggy memory is percolating bits of Earl Must Die, I Touch Myself, and Material Girl toward the surface) I caught a glimpse of my smudged face in the mirror as I stumbled in the general direction of my bathroom in search of face wash. Oops. It would appear that I have allowed myself (caused myself?) to get far drunker than intended. Ah well. Such is life. There seems to be very little that a nalgene full of water and Matthew McConaughey can't cure. Don't look for me 'til sometime in the afternoon...oof.