You know you've had too much when your muscles spasm uncontrollably and hinder your ability to speak, I refer you to my night and how I can never do anything in moderation like I plan on, but it's fun anyway.

Hard to listen to music in that state, I kept hearing people calling my name. Creepy voices from beyond.

Bleh, need sleep. Good night world.

300, aka Frank Miller's Bloodfest

If you have to see a movie this year, make it 300.

Outside the obvious ripped men running around in loin clothes killing brutally and without mercy, it has some excellent dialogue that doesn't sound cheesy and a plethera of nipples for all to enjoy! That, and the soundtrack is killer, which means I'm going to have to download it ASAP.