First things first. Happy twenty-second birthday, Carrie.
Okay. Last night almost sucked, but it turned itself around. I kept drinking in the apartment, waiting for people who were supposed to come by, but never did. When I felt I was drunk enough I went to gaming night and played some absurdist Apples to Apples, which Craig is good at, not surprisingly.
Two of the adjectives I judged were "Irritating" and "Annoying", in that order. Kevin played "My Personality" on the former. "My" refers to the judge, not the person who played it. I had to give it to him. When I flipped "Annoying", I announced that "My Personality" would not win it again. Nathan played it anyway. But the other cards were so mediocre that I ended up choosing it again.
Eventually Pat called, quickly followed by Kyle. Both told me to get my ass to this party. So I did. Kept drinking, did some equal opportunity groping. Good times.
I should get to Presidents set-up. But first, a shower.