I should be flat on my ass, barely able to type, with the amount of alcohol I've consumed. Instead, I'm feeling lucid, clear-minded and wild.
This is a razor's-edge drunkenness.
I trimmed my hair today; it's now all roughly the same length. So it makes a much neater braid. I still really need to shave though.
I've been feeling dressier lately. I want to wear my fancy schmancy goth wear. I also want to go clubbing. It's been too long since I've had a chance to dance.