I calculate what I have done.

I had an awesome night adventuring, though I feel somewhat like a zombie right now.
Nothing a shower and food can't fix.

Highlight:
I looked through my texts, and yup - didn't imagine any of it.
That felt like a rainbow (fitting, since he's a hippie).
I need to get cracking on my scientific breakthrough, invention of wings.
Also my grammar is superb intoxicated.

...Yeah, I still just want to talk about him.
Maybe I'm still drunk. I miss Jordan. I want to see Bethany. I want to play Paramore on drums.
I need to grab some dibs on that chocolate zucchini cake and go to the klittywang engagement party at five(?)

New phone soon.