It's all a mystery to me!

I was going to post about yesterdays Gay Pride here in PS, but there's a slight problem. I don't remember what happened. I do remember rolling (literally) through the front door laughing hysterically and my lovely wife (who wisely chose to stay home) undressing me and putting me to bed.

There are many many things and people to blame for my sordid and lascivious behavior, including myself. Here's the short list:

- Rich and MJS.

- Two very hot and very young women from San Diego. Despite spending the entire day together, I can't remember their names. Did I mention they were really hot? And young? Before being physically escorted home, I pretty sure I propositioned them and offered to pay for the room. I think they agreed.

- No food.

- The People's Vodka. I broke the sacred "no red top vodka" rule. I'm paying dearly for it today.

I have a couple of questions... Who drove me home? Where did the beads come from? And finally, what the hell was I thinking when I scheduled a 9:30 meeting for this morning?

I am so hating life at the moment...