par-tay

It's a little after 11pm. I just got home from my office holiday party. I'm wiped out (and a tiny bit tipsy).

Best party I can recall.

The food rocked. The setup was great. It was just good times.

Helps that I got an award, but that was expected. I didn't win anything from the office raffle, but that's life.

I opted not to linger, dance, and make an arse out of myself. The lack of dancing talent is just a problem.

And I'm tired.

I must be getting old(er).