Chin On the Table

          I woke up late in the afternoon, having moved from the living room to my bed at some point, and experienced a strange soreness in the fronts of my shoulders and thighs. Probably just the way I slept. I went to Jennifer's apartment, where we finished an episode of Top Model with Emily A; Jennifer was in a terrible mood between her work (grinding), her manager (lecherous) and her health (an unidentifiable gut pain, already extant when she last came over.) I did my best to keep her company until she left for a deaf event, then went home to drink again with Alaric, Nathan, Katie E, Sara and Clay. We played cards and had a ball, and their departure was perfectly timed. I kept smoking, drinking and decorating, and hit the sack happy but exhausted.