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I'm stone cold [censored] sober. I mean, I could drive and everything. Touch my nose. All that [censored].

Saw Ira Glass tonight in a local theatre, he [censored] rocks. So then blew off friends and decided to spend the evening alone with This American Life and excellent beer (drinking through my Dogfish Head selection (started with a couple Old School, switched to Raison D'Etre, and now giving up the pretense of taste and drinking gin on ice).

At some point my fiance interrupted these exclusive and raucous festivities, but I sent her to bed, so I'm alone again with pre-recorded radio.

Inebration is pleasant, and I doubt my spelling suffers anymore than usual.

The fact that I laughed at the trhead though should be a dead giveawahy.