My turn to write a post stoned

To replace the classic drunken email (remember those, Jo?), I am now writing a drunk/stoned blog post. Actually, I had better write quickly, in that I have not consumed truly vast quantities of any mood-altering drugs. Even further, I confess that the main purpose of this post is not to leave a drunk message, but to inform you all of a sharp evolutionary advance by the Arab-Y strain (that's Arab-Y, people, not to be confused with Arab-B...harharhar...). God, I'm already starting to sober up and realize how not funny all of this is. Okay, the point of this post is, I got to my current state by the aid of Sterling and Fred(die). And...I had an AWESOME night hanging out with those two. A good solid 35 minutes of it was just myself and Sterling, too. It was great. We just talked about how our lives were going, and we have this really cool relaxed brother/sister relationship going. And, although not as strong a sign for Fred's and his (new lady friend???)'s potential of an enjoyable evening as they were for my personal growth were the games of "fisticuffs" and "cat-harass" Sterling and I played all night, the activities of Sterling and myself made for a good night for us. I guess, the overall thing here is, I feel confident now in giving myself a stamp of good psychiatric health when it comes to my romantic inclinations, at least currently. Hooray!