Drinking with professors is always a weird sort of experience. I find myself in a constant state of "whadisay?" the next day when my head's clear (except for the ache) and my stomach is already in knots. Although, I suppose when they're just as shitfaced as the students it really doesn't matter what I said. And on with the day we go!
Surprisingly, after a night of debauchery, I find myself in the mood to do work. Oddly enough, while I should feel like ass, this is the first time I've felt like working in several weeks. I need to write up a couple of responses for Thesis Director, get ready to teach Charlie and the Chocolate Factory this week, and write up some of the directions I might want to pursue on the thesis so we can start laying down deadlines for comps and proposal defense, etc. Good times.
Listening: "She Is"...The Fray
Edit: After three hours of napping, some paper writing, and music listening, I ate dinner. *urp* Downloading Massive Attack songs from Mezzanine and "Leave the Pieces" by The Wreckers.