Over at Linds' place, she's planning a drunk blogging party for tomorrow night.

I've begged off, because I don't drink. But on the advice of people who don't usually drink, either, I am drinking this evening. I just opened a Labatt's. I plan to open a second one.

(If I do, it'll be some sort of world record. I usually can't make it much farther than the bottom of one without falling asleep.)

The consensus among my friends seems about as follows:

I'm on a major nutty.

Alcohol is needed.

I will probably get some sleep tonight.

Quote of the Night:

ME: "So, on a scale of 1 to 10, how weird am I?"
LNZE: "Well, you don't seem that weird to me. But think about the last three times I've seen you. "
ME: "Yeah, tonight, before that when I was working 90 hours a week; the time before that was two Sundays before the Barzam."
LNZE: "Yeah. I've almost forgotten what normal is."

Laura, I'm about to call you back, as soon as Larry King Live is over.