My tigers pulled it off again this weekend! I was terribly excited and terribly drunk. So when I fell down, my friend Adam naturally tried to grab me and instead put his fingers in my eye. I looked oh so pretty the next morning when my eye matched my purple sweatshirt from the night before. Naturally I look and sound like an abused girlfriend/wife who "fell down the stairs". So yesterday I sat on my couch all and watched some OZ and slept off a hangover. It was all in all a pretty fine weekend...