on a ligher note, I am having a wild and crazy night. I had a corona light and now I'm drinking a strawberry dacquiri. this is a lot of alcohol for me. enough that I feel fuzzy... internally, unfortunately externally I'm not fuzzy yet. I don't even have armpit hair. It just never grew. As a woman, that made me lucky. As a man, it makes me... hmm... welll I dont know where arm pit ranks in the world of manhood. As you can see, the extensive amount of drinking I've been doing has made me talkative. I really would like to be fuzzy... on the outside. I don't want a hairy back though. umm.. I'm still rambling.
I will go to bed. that way you'll be spared from anymore of my deep philisophical thoughts.
that is all