ugh

i was like, "oh well i'm really tired from mini day camp and i'm feeling like crap- tonight would be a good night to go to bed early"

BUT then i remembered we were going out for dinner, because it's my dad's birthday. I told him he should reject the wine after he tasted it at the table- you know, just because it's his birthday. he wasn't too into that.

BUT then some random friends came with us. i had never met these people before!! and, bloated as i was, i had to make a nice first impression

we left for dinner at 6:30
we came home around 9
they finally left at 10:45


... and somehow i lived to tell the tale...