Well, I blew it. I was very, very, drunk last night. I'm still not hung over this morning. I'm still in that morning, still drunk, shock phase. Terrible, awful... I know the trip down to Bloomington will turn into hell along the way. Sorry bloggers, you're going to get Zombie Ben instead of Ben. Jimmy quit drinking an hour before we passed out, but I have a feeling he's not much better. Just know I'm there somewhere in spirit... I'm sure once the alcohol starts flowing that I'll perk up a bit. It's 2pm and we're about an hour from heading off. See y'all soon.