under the influence...
Thank God for dollar Bud light drafts... so I had about 6 or 7 of them tonight. I'm typing this as I'm slowly fading into slumber hahah. My mouth is numb w/the slight taste of cerbeza as I stare at the computer screen. My shirt is pulled over my knees to cover them b/c it IS cold and they feel naked.
I had a few conversations w/the new guy in someone's life and it was good times (shoes and hip hop are always good conversation pieces w/me, that is, if I can hang) - he's better than GOOD for her and I'm HAPPY! mizzboogy and victoriasclozet were there of course. I think we were at the place for a lil over 3 hours: dollar drafts and free buffet for about three hours were good enough reason to stick around.
I miss my boyfriend... there, I said it. He IS my boyfriend. He's 6' tall. He's done school. He's got blue eyes. He's normal, I think. He can drive stick. He's honest w/me. I know this for a fact. He's stupid funny - he can so "A DUH" sometimes. I've been told he's cute/hot or something. He's gona take his LSAT's in June [thx to me and a few other coercers but in essence, I funded that sh*t]. I think I was tryina recall what mizwutang had in her list of qualities she's lookin' in for "the guy" to get some panties in some bunches here. And, yes I love him. I always have.
I think I might say "WTH" to half of this entry when I read it tomorrow but for now... More "substance" later on. But for now I bid you all adieu... I should've had another beer. But I digress, sleep is callin' my name!
*.*.*EDIT*.*.*
It's almost 830a and I've been sitting here at my computer trying to recall whose LJs I signed last night in my drunken stupor. I'm editing away in this entry.
As I was showering this morning, I thought to myself: Man, I was drunk come to think of it. It wasn't messy drunk. I never gotten drunk off beer, or Bud Light for that matter. Ew. Today is an ugly day, good thing I managed to shower! =P
To top things off, like most of you, I feel SO naked w/o my phone. I guess I didn't put it in my bag when I got into mizzboogy's car last night and left it (that was right after I peed in the parking garage at the T station - I'm notorious for doing #1s in random places after I've had a few dranks). Blah. I was goin' nuts in my room tryina find it, called it, etc. Again, crazy girl in a drunken stupor.
And I'm WTH-ing like I said I would but what on God's green earth does this mean? I think I was tryina recall what mizwutang had in her list of qualities she's lookin' in for "the guy" to get some panties in some bunches here.
^
That was a rhetorical question.
I had a few conversations w/the new guy in someone's life and it was good times (shoes and hip hop are always good conversation pieces w/me, that is, if I can hang) - he's better than GOOD for her and I'm HAPPY! mizzboogy and victoriasclozet were there of course. I think we were at the place for a lil over 3 hours: dollar drafts and free buffet for about three hours were good enough reason to stick around.
I miss my boyfriend... there, I said it. He IS my boyfriend. He's 6' tall. He's done school. He's got blue eyes. He's normal, I think. He can drive stick. He's honest w/me. I know this for a fact. He's stupid funny - he can so "A DUH" sometimes. I've been told he's cute/hot or something. He's gona take his LSAT's in June [thx to me and a few other coercers but in essence, I funded that sh*t]. I think I was tryina recall what mizwutang had in her list of qualities she's lookin' in for "the guy" to get some panties in some bunches here. And, yes I love him. I always have.
I think I might say "WTH" to half of this entry when I read it tomorrow but for now... More "substance" later on. But for now I bid you all adieu... I should've had another beer. But I digress, sleep is callin' my name!
*.*.*EDIT*.*.*
It's almost 830a and I've been sitting here at my computer trying to recall whose LJs I signed last night in my drunken stupor. I'm editing away in this entry.
As I was showering this morning, I thought to myself: Man, I was drunk come to think of it. It wasn't messy drunk. I never gotten drunk off beer, or Bud Light for that matter. Ew. Today is an ugly day, good thing I managed to shower! =P
To top things off, like most of you, I feel SO naked w/o my phone. I guess I didn't put it in my bag when I got into mizzboogy's car last night and left it (that was right after I peed in the parking garage at the T station - I'm notorious for doing #1s in random places after I've had a few dranks). Blah. I was goin' nuts in my room tryina find it, called it, etc. Again, crazy girl in a drunken stupor.
And I'm WTH-ing like I said I would but what on God's green earth does this mean? I think I was tryina recall what mizwutang had in her list of qualities she's lookin' in for "the guy" to get some panties in some bunches here.
^
That was a rhetorical question.