war wounds... i am getting way too old for this

so i went to a party in brooklyn this weekend. hipster-ville pretty much, it was out of control. there was even a hipster baby there. insane. she was four months old, and her name was Ace. swear to god. people in williamsburg crack me up. but apparently i don't crack them up... i saw a fucking baby coming into a house party, and i said, "see that's what happens when you drink too much and don't use a condom!" this guys just looked at me like, WTF?! i mean, what? it's true, and i was already pretty drunk.
and a half a bottle of tequila later... let's just say i woke up with a huge bruise on my knee, a scraped up elbow (ummm yeah, tequila and four inch heels just don't mix), and for some reason three of my toes are numb.... weird. and i'm pretty sure i was still drunk when i woke up, seeing as i stopped drinking at 6am, and was hungover ALL DAY. yeaaah definitely not 19 anymore.