It's Sunday morning. I am hungover. Hungover and really tired, but I can't get back to sleep.

Last night was a really good time. We ate food, and drank beer. Stiles opened his home to us.

One of us got really sick, and passed out on the couch next to a bucket. Most of us didn't puke though. It was just the one guy.

I shamelessly hit on Penny, to no avail.

It was definitely a fun night, and I'm pretty sure we convinced two people to join.

Ummm.... yeah. Headache... must stop looking at computer screen.