Went out for wings last night and then went back to my friends house for a few beers. I don't really remember leaving his house, and sort of barely remember getting home. I also apparently sent an e-mail to a woman that I'd been talking to through Lavalife, though I read it this morning and it wasn't rambling or obscene or anything (suprisingly). Jesus, I'm 27, I probably shouldn't be doing this sort of thing still. Oh well.

On the bright side, the guy I was out drinking with said that he was willing to go down to Canton with me and my other friend, so the trip is probably back on again. I was also telling him of my plans to potentially go touring around Europe next year for a month or so and he claims he'd be up for that too. Of course one or both of those could have just been drunk talk, so I'll have to talk to him when we're both sober. So many plans are made when my friends and I are drunk that never come to fruition. I should really carry around a tape recorder or something so I can keep track of all the random promises and bets and plans that get thrown out in our drunken ramblings.