Last night was horrendous. I was black-out drunk, literally. I don't remember much after the countdown to 2007, and I went to bed around 1. That's a whole hour of not knowing a goddamned thing. I mean, I had fun. What I remember was fun.
I hate feeling like a piece of meat. I am a person, a human being. I am more than a potential hook up. I am more than something nice to look at. So treat me as such.