Well, I lied. . .

Drag Ball was in fact amazing. I drank after DJing, everyone told me I was a wonderful DJ, and I had more random makeouts than I've ever had in one 2-hour span. And Ezra and Joanna and a few others danced where I could see them! (This makes me unbelievably happy for reasons I can't explain.) I have a couple of bruises from tripping on DJ equipment, lots of ink from handstamps and a drawn on tattoo, and a hickey from one lovely girl--name withheld here to protect the guilty. I'm also unbelievably sore and still listening to the mix I made. I looked amazing--pics forthcoming.

Soooooo tired. And brunch made me sick. And I have work to do.