Well last night was a night that will remind me for another long time why drinking is evil. I went to the Matrix for 'kiddie night' and lord did it suck. I didn't have a good time at all, made out with someone I normally wouldn't have, and was swindled out of $20 dollars on top of that. Ugh. I was so not having a good time that I left before the bar closed. I decided to go to Kelli Polkinghornes birthday party. Good lord. Glad I was sober, cause they needed someone with a clear head there. Let's see, two people got in a fight, one passed out, and the birthday girl, Miss Polkinghorne herself ended up being escorted by me and three of her friends to the Emergency Room at 4am. It was kind of funny, yet kind of scary too. I sat with her friend Kara, holding her hand until about 630 in her room. Then her other friends were gone, and Jessica Pepin and I stayed with her until she was released at 8am. I didn't really get any sleep after that either, a couple hours here and a couple hours there, and I'm cranky as fuck. Cory's wedding tomorrow...should be interesting. All for now...damn Red Sox.