So, I was at a party last night. I mean, it was at my house, so I was invited. I had a lot of fun, met a lot of people, had a... Decent chunk of alcohol. I couldn't have too much because I have work this morning. i still feel like minor amounts of crap, though.

Still, I met one of my cousin's friends at the party. We'd met once or twice before, but this year she came dressed as Wednesday Addams, and... Well, she was really cute, and the more buzzed I got, the more thoughts like, "Holy shit, she's really cute" and "God, she should wear her hair in pigtails more" came into my head. I don't even know if she's single, which was the main reason I didn't try to flirt all that much with her. Well, that and I'm a coward by default, anyway.

Still, those thoughts prevailed, and they didn't go away when I went to bed, even bleeding into my dreams. I dunno, I'm just... I feel like a creep, thinking about someone I barely know like that, though obviously that's nothing new in the history of mankind.

Maybe I'm worried about nothing, who knows.