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Considering how much I drank last night i feel marvelous. Last night i got laid, got sold out, got messed up, got to see some long forgotten aquiantances and I even got myself home somehow. Rolling down sidestreets at 5 in the morning is not the most brilliant thing i've ever done but at least I didn't kill myself or anyone else. I think I'm becoming accustomed to feeling hungover after drinking because on a day such as today, where i feel remarkably well, I can't help but take note of the fact that I should really feel like crap. However, I do not. On the contrary, all things considered, I feel pretty darn good. Woke up around 2, drank a tall glass of water and threw some clothes on before heading out to a sale at a clothing store i could never ordinarily afford to shop at. At 75% off though, it's hard not to indulge. I now have a formidable pink shirt collection. Yay me. Anywho, I hope all o yall are feeling as well as I am on this glorious day of the new year.