I don’t remember the last time I felt this drunk without being incredibly annoyed with the whole process. Actually, I’m not sure I’ve ever felt drunk in this same way. I have fairly good motor control still, but everything is numb and detached. The sore spot on my gum line doesn’t even hurt right now—which frankly, is a bit of a blessing, as that fucker has hurt like hell for a couple days any time I’ve eaten anything. So maybe I’m less drunk, and more having some booze stack with exhaustion. Either way, I’m not minding this nearly as much as anything else.
Shit. Holding my head up doesn’t work any more. And I started spelling “doesn’t” with a “dant”, which is clearly wrong. I think I’m’a stop for the moment.