So I've had a bit too much to drink. After a big night which included turning down a 40 something year old co-worker and doing my best to encourage a 19 year old coworker to hit on me instead of one of my besties, who has a proper boyf that she's probably gunna marry. But now I'm home, though I left my swag there as well as the rest of my booze. And now, well, I'm not gunna quilt. I'm up to difficult bits of quilting now (in th ditch and strange round and round quilting) so it's not the kinda thing I should be doing while under the influence. But that's okay, because bed! Yay for bed!