I went to XL on Saturday night, for the first time in more than a year, for our chorus president’s birthday party. (Matt would have gone, too, but he was on call at the New School.) I hung out with a bunch of the chorus guys and had a couple of Absolut Mandarins with cranberry juice. Then I spotted my friends Peter and Brendan in another part of the bar, talked with them for a long time, and had another Absolut Mandarin with cranberry juice. Then I returned to the chorus guys. Then a few of us went to g, where I also hadn’t been in more than a year, and I had yet another Absolut Mandarin with cranberry juice. Then I was drunk. Then we went to a nearby diner, and after I sat down, my head swimming, I decided I needed to just go back to Matt’s place. Then I hopped on the A train, managed to make it back to Matt’s place in one piece, stumbled in the door at 3:30 in the morning, took off my clothes, took two pain relievers, lost my balance while trying to get into Matt’s bed, knocked into something — thereby waking Matt up — and then murmured myself to sleep.

It was fun. The end.