So the weirdest thing happened last night.
I got drunk and acted like an idiot.
Today I feel like absolute shit and I don't have my funnyballs strapped on so I will have to discuss Bianca's 25th Birthday Karaoke Extravaganza later.
But for now, know that the gross cab driver who took me and Liv to Brooklyn felt the need to give me his phone number.
Also know that I just tipped the pizza guy in quarters.
Also know that this is sort of a good parallel to how I acted last night.