Laughing with a Mouth of Blood

It was hard for me to fall asleep, last night. This time it was not from stress, but from a nap I took between the hours of 7:30 and 11:30pm. It was alcohol induced, after spending the day with Jordan and Marta, and starting drinking at 3pm. It was fun, and we had a good time, but it did leave my internal clock messed up.
When I woke up, I found that Jordan and Nick (home from work) were plastered. So, getting up from the couch, I told Marta that I would be going home. My mind was clear, except the hangover that was already setting in. I should have known better. I never drink, so my body took a real hit.

Also, Colleen wrote me and asked if we could go together to the U.U. church in Rockford. It was a really welcome question, considering that I have been looking for someone to go with. Kim had told me that she'd like to keep church something reserved for funerals, and Girl Jordan (even before the Great War) wasn't a candidate because I know her allegiances are solidly with Christianity. Which is fine. But it is what it is.

I've been trying to write up a list of resolutions for the coming year. One being that I would like to attempt to speak ill of no one. I'm not really one to gossip, in many ways, but I do find that can easily get caught up in that sort of crowd - and honestly, I don't really admire it. I just don't see how it serves anyone. So I'd like to do that, if nothing else.