Ahh yes. So even though I was very, very, very antisocial yesterday, I managed to dress myself up and be the Metro/Smart Bar prom date I was expected to be. It turned out to be a lot of fun. I drank so much good gin and danced very, very foolishly. I fear for what I may have done or said, but that's usually my earmark of a good night. I had a greasy diner breakfast at 1:30 PM in yesterday's wrinkled clothes... I love that feeling.
gram:
dancing foolishly is the best dancing there is!
aster:
bombay sapphire or tanqueray?