Saturday I was actually too drunk to write a drunken journal. Fuck. That's really drunk. Got to learn from the experts about traditional Korean drinking. I think I got it down. Need day off. Too much work. And bender, I guess. Must do taxes somehow. Arthur's car in The Tick is rad. My birthday's Sunday. Anyone in New York (or anyone's lovely sister) is welcome to watch me (surprisingly) be drunk, attempt to make out with folks, and pass out. Odds are good it will be in the previously mentioned order.
twwly:
Nahh - I'm not going to Europe until the end of the month.
