From the alcohol, that is. It's post-party and my belly is a little weighed down. My fault, I went around double fisted last night like it was my job. Met some decent people. Tell you the truth, parties never really start until I get there. I told my new roommate Adrian that it spoke very highly of her to show up with me. The life of the party. Ha.
You know, speaking of, I think I got my mojo back. I mean, I never really thought that I had lost it, but now that it's back, I think it was gone for a little while. I kind of feel like a young, fresh girl with a different, wiser perspective on life. It's fun. Maybe I'll be able to articulate it better some other time.
Bout time for me to get to my work. I got shit to do and I slept kind of late. It's also rainy outside which makes me want to stay in bed (exactly where I am typing this from).
Peace.
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