sirravennekros

I turned 22 today.
This mornin at 12:01 when my b-day technically began, I was drunk enough to stumble around my apartment.
I never realized how good Amaretto is.
And the new Captain Morgan Tattoo is damn good too.
All the yummy alcomahol. And now I couldn't stare a strawberry daquiri in the face without flinching. But they say that's just day after stuff. I know I'll be ready to drink again by the time I get to.
I still have a varitable bar in my fridge.
Skyy Vodka
Captain Morgan spiced rum
1800 Tequilla
Jagermeister
Gin (cheap brand, terrible stuff really)
Captain Morgan Tattoo
Amaretto
Malibu coconut
Malibu pineapple
Blackberry Wine
And probably some other stuff that I can't remember right now. I'm one of the few people that don't have anywhere to go this morning that attended the party. Most everyone had school or work this mornin... or both. I feel kinda bad, but I didn't think about that at all when I was setting the time and date and everything. So I'll make it up to em later.
Today is my day.
And I don't mind spending it recovering from a good party.
I hope everyone had fun, because the party was more for them than for me.
I'm happiest when the people around me are happy.