I don't wanna go to work today but I have to. I went to a party last night. SexGod was there, and I knew he was gonna be there, but I wanted to go and make friends and so I figured it would be ok. And it was, sorta. It went well until I had too much to drink and then we started making smalltalk in Japanese and I got nostalgic because it was our "thing." And then I almost called him by his pet-name and got sad and my eyes drifted downward to his pants and he caught me looking because there is no such thing as a surreptitious oggle when one is drunk. UGGGHHHHH I am ridiculously sad today.