Strange days

What a fucking wacky night last night! Naomi and I went to Moe's (again) and I ended up running into all of these random people. First Lisa, who eventually got mad when we questioned her about her weave...I mean, the shit is obviously fake; I don't see why she would get her back up about being complimented on it. Next was this guy that I used to work with who was there to get a drink while he did his laundry. And lastly, I ran into Haley from mySpace. That was a bit odd, not only in that I actually met someone that I've only interacted with on mySpace, but in that I was so drunk that all I remember was taping her on the shoulder, keeling forward ever so slightly and looking at her beautiful face.

All else is a blur (which is to say that I don't remember how I got back home).