"Sometimes sanity takes vacation time on me..."

I'm not a drinker. That's not to say I don't drink, I just don't drink frequently. Part of the reason for that, of course, is that I am perfectly capable of not having any inhibitions at all when I'm sober, so what's the point in having alcohol loosen me up?

Last night, for instance, was the first time I consumed alcohol two nights in a row. Last night, however, I had only two shots and I was just a little buzzed. Y'know, where you feel it, but you're still entirely in control?
But I was at the Green House. No, they weren't smoking pot. Pot smoke makes my stomach hurt, so I wouldn't have been there if they were. You can't not drink at the Green House.

Anyways, the point of this story is that the guys on my floor are incredibly chill. Normally my being gay doesn't come up at all. But when they're drunk? You bet it does -- they grab me and tell everyone who'll listen that I'm their favorite gay guy. Gonna have to party with these guys more -- the ego boost is incredible. :-P

(I didn't drink anything from the keg, I don't drink beer. Hence only having two shots...) (That's also not a picture from the party, there are no pictures from the party.)