Here's the condensed version of my week:

Monday: Sucked.
Tuesday: Sucked.
Wednesday: Went to class, went to work, went out drinkin'...
Thursday: Too hungover to make it to class, went to work, came home, went out drinkin' and hurt my hand, kept drinkin', and very nearly had to throw down on a guy who thought he would be cute and grab my ass.
Friday: Woke up too late for class, went to work, got my hand fixed, went to the volleyball game, (Where God thought it was necessary to remind me I'm going to hell,) and despite offers to go out drinkin, I'm giving my liver the night off.

I'll definitely have to recount the long version of events, but not right now because typing is rather painful with a bum hand.