Happy Drunk?

Tonight was the Store managers last day at work.

People from the office threw a big party for her at one of the bars downtown. Everyone got extremely drunk.

I only know this because they came into work, already feeling the affects of alcohol. And though I am not much of a partier, I too wanted to commemorate the awesomeness that was our store manager.

I worked super hard to get the store clean so that I, along with the rest of the closers could jump on the party train (that is a weird phrase)

Needless to say I missed the bar party (which I hear was an uber love fest) but was able to make it to my favorite co-workers house party. I had my first shot, followed by a beer and then some weird vodka apple mix thing.

I think I'm drunk. I feel drunk. I feel completely in control of my body except the whole lucid part. I made the decision to leave early along with another group of people because
I didn't want to wake up in someones basement. I refuse to do that.

Does this constitute as a drunk post. Perhaps. Of course I would want to document my first real drunk experience. At least I'll remember to delete it in the morning.

~Becks