Awkwardness

Why is it that all the most awkward nights are always the ones that a. I tell stories about later and b. I have the most fun? Never is there a night when I'm completely comfortable that I am really pleased with. It's always the times that my voice goes too high and I say way too much dumb shit that I end up looking back on and laughing.
24 hour breakfast places also seem to have a really solid role in this... I'm not mad. I am a little mad that my waffle was so small tonight, though. That... needed to be said.