Sep 30, 2006 17:34
at this exact moment in time. i am drunk our of my face, wearning no pants (but really, the hottest underwear ever, which isn't that dirty for me to say because i used to work at la senza)
and eating nachos (made with organic blue corn chips nonetheless) . i came back here to sober up a bit
but that's not really going so well. after half a 26 of sour puss and a quarter of a 26 of vodka and whatever else i decided would be a good idea to drink, i a five minutre nap and a 20 mintue phone call with lana will not undo the
i know i stopped, but i feel like that sentence was going nowhere good.
the point is, i have to do a shitload of school work, and work 25ish hours next week and prolly for every week after. so the nachos. and the alchohal are a celebration of...well of nothing in particular. but....fuck. i am going to call up some peeps to drink some more.
tequila tonight!!!!!
and hopefully mcdonalds before. cause nothing goes better with vodka and nachos then a mcdonalds chocolate milkshake.
except maybe more alchohal.
ps. how much do you love that i can still type when i am drunk.
it's a skill.
acquire it.
bitches