GO GOLDEN GRIZZLIES--KICKIN' SOME ASS
Shane is right, Life is good.
I had the most rediculous good time at my cousin's bachelorette extravaganza Saturday night. We loaded up in the limo, and hit some jazz bar in the ren cen, where I bought a $10.50 Martini. Then we went to Hard Rock, which was smaller than expected, as was campus martius across the street, but they were both pretty frickin bichin. After that, we tried to find a club with no waiting for 8 hotties (I was the only one not married or engaged)in a limo. After driving through Ferndale and Royal Oak, and about 4 trips out of the Limo, we landed at Wild Woodies. I had such a blast. I left the married ladies behind (they were all so fucking caddy), and danced up a storm. (I hope my aunt didn't see me spanking that guy---he was a blast!) It was just buck wild on the dance floor, and life was good. I was getting crazy love from the fellas, which was nice after the dreadful and depressing piano bar catastrophe of wednesday night (why do I keep agreeing to go there?) I hope one day to run into this guy Mark, who I think through his slurred words was telling me his grandmother tought him ballroom and salsa dancing, and he was teaching me some moves, which was great. How can you resist a guy who spins you on the dance floor?
Speaking of places I like, I am planning a little outing on the Friday night before Easter. JOHN LEGEND my obsession and the hottest man alive is hosting the night at Sevin with Alicia Keys, so LEESKA we need to get dressed up, and go drinking and dancing (and I can meet John Legend, and he can fall in love with me and sweep me off my feet.)
I suppose that's it, other than I got my dress for the wedding this weekend. I spent so much money on it, but it's gorgeous and has all this hand beading. FABULOUS!
I had the most rediculous good time at my cousin's bachelorette extravaganza Saturday night. We loaded up in the limo, and hit some jazz bar in the ren cen, where I bought a $10.50 Martini. Then we went to Hard Rock, which was smaller than expected, as was campus martius across the street, but they were both pretty frickin bichin. After that, we tried to find a club with no waiting for 8 hotties (I was the only one not married or engaged)in a limo. After driving through Ferndale and Royal Oak, and about 4 trips out of the Limo, we landed at Wild Woodies. I had such a blast. I left the married ladies behind (they were all so fucking caddy), and danced up a storm. (I hope my aunt didn't see me spanking that guy---he was a blast!) It was just buck wild on the dance floor, and life was good. I was getting crazy love from the fellas, which was nice after the dreadful and depressing piano bar catastrophe of wednesday night (why do I keep agreeing to go there?) I hope one day to run into this guy Mark, who I think through his slurred words was telling me his grandmother tought him ballroom and salsa dancing, and he was teaching me some moves, which was great. How can you resist a guy who spins you on the dance floor?
Speaking of places I like, I am planning a little outing on the Friday night before Easter. JOHN LEGEND my obsession and the hottest man alive is hosting the night at Sevin with Alicia Keys, so LEESKA we need to get dressed up, and go drinking and dancing (and I can meet John Legend, and he can fall in love with me and sweep me off my feet.)
I suppose that's it, other than I got my dress for the wedding this weekend. I spent so much money on it, but it's gorgeous and has all this hand beading. FABULOUS!