Reyna contoured my face. Avery did my brows. I sashayed down Evans. We stood in line outside Lincoln, embracing the chill. When we let in, the drinking ensued. Avery and I danced. And drank. And danced some more. It was a true celebration of the birthdays missed! I was tipsy. Alemair and Jessica joined us. A handsome blond-haired boy conversed with me. We danced. I didn't say goodbye. The coterie tipsy-walked out the door, and the sweet girl drove us to Golden Flower to sober up. I made it to Joe's door around 3. The poor pups were practically bursting. It's quite cool to be living "by yourself."