Since it was our last night at SXSW, we decided to hit a party after dinner. We’d passed the night before. Boy, am I hating myself for that. Plus there were the 4 or 5 margaritas I had at dinner. Thankfully, I feel more tired than hungover and my flight doesn’t leave until 5 p.m. Our web developer might be in worse shape than I. I haven’t seen him yet this morning. It’s been fun, but I’m definitely ready to go home and sleep in my own bed.