Here is a photo of what my brain feels like right now. My poor, sad, sorry head.
This will be quick, since I thought it was a great idea to drink a couple of pints at noon and it all felt totally fine at the time, but now it's come back to bite me in the ass.
Stinky went with to watch the Steelers game today. She seemed to have fun. She was telling my friend K. that her new boyfriend is a Steelers fan and K. said. "You can't go wrong with a Steelers fan..." and then looked at me and laughed and corrected herself. "Well, sometimes you can." Stinky got to hang-out with my friend T. and since they are essentially the same person, they were able to talk about nail polish and shoes and make fun of a guy for looking like Luke Perry.
We kicked around costume ideas. K. thought the superhero idea would be great for me, since I'm not shy about flying my geek flag. The big problem is that I have the boots, and the tights and I can make a cape really easily, but I don't have the middle part. I have a couple of friends who are going to dig around to see if they have an old corset lying around. I haven't dated anyone in several years worth owning a corset for, so I'm all corsetted out. If that falls through, I think I'm going with the zombie catholic school girl get-up because it's easy and I get to wear creepy make-up.
Yeah, so...I think that's all I'm good for tonight. It's kind of a shame, because I was doing so well earlier this weekend. Leave it to me to fuck-up the finish.