Victory does not always mean winning

For the second week in a row, I didn't win Wednesday trivia at The Wave. This, despite hanging out with Matt the night before.

This isn't a failure. I spent more than I originally allotted myself to spend on refreshing beverages, yet I consider this an investment of sorts.

Yes, I'm drunk. But it's the happiest drunk I've had in months. I'm laughing untill I cry, and there's no one else around. Seriously. I'm the only one awake in my apartment, I didn't take anyone home tonight, I don't think I spoke to anyone I didn't know (except maybe for a friend of a friend of a roomate's boyfried), but this has been the best eight hours in a long, long while.

I just hope it continues.