I had an idea. (UH OH)

Drinking age. It's my general understanding that college leaders are getting into the mix primarily because of their concern with binge drinking among their students. And it has been my experience -- you know, just stuff I've heard -- that most college kids drink, whether or not they're 21.

So... WHAT IF: The legal drinking age would drop to 18 -- ONLY for those either serving in the military or attending college (4-year?). Otherwise, kids are stuck until they're 21. I'd toy with the idea that more kids would consider higher education and work towards that as a goal. This could also impact the cost of a college education (positively?). And, an increase in volunteers for the military would effect the impact of war upon more families, i.e., constituents -- and thus, politicians. As it stands, a lot of 18-year-old kids joining up are those with few other options. The kids who HAVE options and CHOOSE not to take advantage of them would also be CHOOSING to forego their privilege to buy alcohol for an extra three years. The freshmen who jump into college and get TOTALLY WASTED to the point of alcohol poisoning as part of a social scene would suddenly be much less interesting.

The tentative idea of it makes me feel a little better. Less drunken rednecks and silver spoons drivin' around my highways.

Also, tornadoes are attacking Durham again. Thanks Fay.

And, instead of posting to my CCO forum at 11:59, I posted at 5:07. K THX I R AHEAD.

There is a lot of alcohol in my house. This is not a bad thing, but looking at all of it makes my stomach a little queasy. Like my body remembers, "girl, that shit fucked you up, stay away from that bullllllshit." But then I'm like, "holy crap there is a lot of alcohol in my house and also I am 21, yesssss."

Also, putting all excellence that is embodied in my boyfriend aside, his profession fits me like a puzzle piece. While I did have a horrible headache all day yesterday, I did not feel nauseous (thx fluid + Zofran).

Oh, and, hey, who gave me the Shiraz? It was in a gold bag. I feel like I thanked someone for it, but in case I didn't, thank you. :)

I don't know what I want to do. I kind of want to go buy alcohol, just because I can -- but obviously I don't need to do that. And I could buy a gun, or get my birth records had I been adopted, or go to a 21+ club, or... yeah. Stuff.

I'm going to get my driver's license changed this week, that's fo' sho'. They have to fix my height and eye color. AND REMOVE THE "UNDER 21" SHIT!!! :D

Soooooo, since I was birthed at 1:11 in the afternoon, I'm officially 21 full years old (incl. leap years).

Plans to be at the station with Mark fell through, so I decided to come to my parents' house so I wouldn't be alone. Except I forgot it was a Tuesday and that they were at work. The dog's not even here. So that's kind of lame. But at 1:11 I was looking at the polaroid from last night, so that made me feel better.

Thanks to everyone that came out last night. I feel so loved, and you guys are incredible. :)

(also, apologies that I ended up passing out, but it was totally my birthday)

Provigil why are you being dumb and why am I sleepy?

In a day and a half I will be a grown-up, or something. Personally, I will consider myself a grown-up when I am 25 and can rent a car. I could also be a US Rep.

Then I will change Grown-Up Age to when I can be a Senator, at 30.

And after that, I will change it to 35, when I can be President (but seriously I would never want that job, bitches be crazy).

PARTY TOMORROW NIGHT, though. PUUUUUMMMMPPPPPEDDDD.

MUSCLE MILK!! HGH!!! PPROTIEENNNNN!! POWER BAAAARRRSS!!! JAGER BOMBS! JAGER BOMBS! JAGER BOMBS!