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Note to self: Never, ever, ever drink tequila again.

Had a really crappy weekend. Had major issues with the parents on Saturday, issues that were entirely my fault.

Went and got drunk on tequila for the first time Saturday night at archmage's Bad Movies and Booze party.

Now, normally I am a happy, friendly drunk.

On tequila, I morphed into a total raving unstable depressive asshole. I understand that this is a fairly common occurance when drinking tequila, and thus was largely forgiven.

Then the next morning I had even more issues with my parents. Major ones. I was almost thrown out. I almost walked out. Again, all my fault.

Not a happy Bjorn. I'm under enough stress from work as it is; I don't need shit like this going down in my personal life, too. *sigh*

But she's home. That makes up for a lot.

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...Though archmage's Kult game last night was great, even though it was kinda low-energy (since three out of four players were hung over, and the last one had been skiing all weekend).

linguistic drift

Sometimes you get to see a language evolve.

"to photoshop" is becoming a verb. "That picture looks seriously photoshopped."

...Fascinating.