I just got home and it's 6:32 am. And the sun is already rising.
I spent a good twelve hours with my boy Brian at his going away party. I still can't factor in that he's leaving. I'm really going to miss him :(
Got in some good talks with others too. Things that were confused or confusing were straightened out.
I did lose my gaydar, with the boy that Brian is seeing. I'm pretty unhappy about that. Even when we were singing Chitty Chitty Bang Bang songs together, I wouldn't have known unless I had already known. Back to six senses for me (I still have intuition).
I think the most common words of the night were "Would you please be so kind as to wait until I am finished speaking?" except not ever in such nice words.
I maintain that jager is gross.