Yup, tonight was a fun night, went to a 21st party at a nerd home.
This house contains atleast five nerds at any one time, so, as you could imagine, I feel
at home there. With my own kind. Though I usually look anything but nerdy.
The host of the house, the nirthday boy is a violent (but usually fun) drunk),
I am a loud, fun drunk. I emphasise loud.
Now by about 11pm I've downed alot of burbon and he a good many beers. He was getting punchy.
All t took was one goo wack at my shoulder blade and I got grumpy. Wack,
Right in the chest. Next thing I know he's lying on the lawn trying to breathe. It took him about 20 minutes to recover and say sorry. I felt bad beacuse I hurt him pretty badly, even though it was his fault for provoking me. 99.99% of the time I'm a teddy, I give cuddles. But if I get angry, well.
Bad thing is, when it comes to hitting people, I do it so rarely, I don't know my own strength.

I still feel so bad about it I'm considering buying him a sorry gift. but chances are he won't
remember it at all in the morning, aside from a bruise. Sorry Pixx, you poked the bear.
The night was definately good, I got to see a guy's lady high five him in the dick. I got to drink alot, wich won't happen in afew months, kid and all. Also, my best friend wore a plastic bag like a bat beacuse he claimed it would help him not throw up.

I love we nerds.