I think the warranty is out

Last night, had a great time with friends, board games, and organic agave tequila. May I say, damn. That is some fine stuff. Amy, thanks for some excellent bartending skills and for keeping our glasses filled. End result? 750 ml of fine liquor consumed between 3 friends (because we had no intention of sharing it with any of the late comers, really). 3 friends, all vibrant, euphoric, and giddy, without the usual vertigo or loss of time that usually accompanies massive quantities of low quality agave brew. Apparently, OAT has an additional effect on myself: extreme cockiness at Monopoly. OAT's Monopoly effect on cohorts: creative accounting and use of majority voting to take me down.

The arrival of the boys led to a Cranium/Scene It throwdown, boys vs. girls. And the girls ruled the day. Surprising? Not to me last night. Remember, cocky. Plus, we're some smart cookies at baseline, what can I say.

This AM, did we feel pain? No! We awoke alert and with massive appetites. It truly is the nectar of the gods. As stated on the official website, and I quote, "Enjoy it's taste today, feel it's purity tomorrow morning." Yes sir, we will.

However, tequila can't fix everything. While talking in the kitchen, I managed to injure myself badly enough in my left quad that I had difficulty standing back up. Getting into my car to drive home was excruciating secondary to irregular spasms that required me to drag my leg in. When I got home, I promptly fell on the concrete as I got out of the car. I think that a week of physical activity (kickball, ice skating, etc.) decided to sneak up on me. However, spending the last 8 hours or so sprawled on my couch with ice on it seems to be doing the trick, and I'm able to very carefully walk around my apartment without pulling the Quasimodo/Igor gait.