The morning after

Hot Bouncer: So, how does thirty feel?

Me: Just like 29, only with more Hot Bouncers in my bed.

Okay, that didn't actually happen. What did happen was that I spent a wonderful evening drinking with my favorite people in the world, including Jake, who drove down from Ithaca to surprise me! I got to see a lot of people I haven't seen in awhile, a lot of people I see every day, and everyone in between. All of my boys said the same exact thing to me over the course of the night.

"Jess, you have really hot friends."

I didn't get ridiculously drunk, even though the ban on shots was not enforced. I didn't get into a fight with anyone. I didn't make out with anyone. I didn't say anything inappropriate to Hot Bouncer. And last but not least, I did not receive a text message from the ex. If last night was any indication of what's to come, my 30s are going to pretty awesome.

I think it's time to go throw up again, which I'm blaming on the disco fries.