In a week that has been one of the lonliest and most weird and depressing in the last 4 years, the weekend turned out pretty decent.

Friday was the first time I've got drunk in 2 months... and I got a little over-confident. Some carpet will never be the same.

Saturday was something crazy. I don't think I've ever felt that good drunk. It was like the perfect feeling. The strip club didn't hurt things either. There was definately some sex in the champagne room.