Halloween Party or Apparently While Drunk I Punctuate Every Sentence With "Baby!"

Last night was filled with a Halloween Party at the rowing club. I was dressed up as Cactus Jack; complete with painted on beard, fake gut, AND fake ass! I was stylin' and profilin'! Anyway, I picked up some vanilla vodka for the occasion and all I have to say about that stuff is YOWZA! You can barely taste the alcohol, so the next thing I know I'm plastered. In this state, I would say "baby!" like 8 times in every sentence... I would also run around taking photos of everyone and everything... oh yeah, I would also hit on all the girls (which apparently includes Stobart's sister)! I was the king of the party baby!
This was probably the drunkest I've ever been without crashing down hard... I was going a mile a minute... Weird thing is, I have recollection of events, but not of time passing... there are also some sections of the night that I don't know what I was doing... unless my previously mentioned activities took longer than I thought... After the drinking, we went to Perkins, which was NUTS. EVERYONE was drunk... people were singing and walking from table to table, it was like an old timey booze parlour or something... I bumped into tables and ate breakfast....
Once I got home, the dehydration kicked in and I drank a ton of water... that and had a really nasty crap that I assume took the place of throwing up....
Anyway, I still feel a little off today.... which sucks because I need to write some cover letters for job applications.... Oh well, such is life!