Last night, or what I remember of it, was fun. It did end a bit early (around 2200), and not in the best of circumstances (which involved previously eaten mozzarella sticks ending up in and around a toilet bowl), but I enjoyed it. Props go out to Bishop, for getting me to the festive beverages, and to Treese, for getting me home after the aforementioned regurgitation. Also to Wings Etc. for having $3.50 pitchers.
And now it's 0800 on a day off...and I'm even awake? That feels weird by itself.