Tequila+Mel=Last night
So I got completely smashed last night. Joe and I split 2 60-oz pitchers of these strong-ass margaritas from Rancho Grande. Needless to say, we were completely hammered. Mike was our DD and had fun (I think) laughing @ us all night. It didn't dawn on me until I was already plastered that I would have to be around Joe's parents...completely blitzed. Luckily, they were gone when we got back so we just went downstairs and hung out for awhile. Joe fell asleep a little before I did and I, as always, started drunk-dialing anyone I could think of. Sorry if any of you actually picked up and had to deal with me :)
I always have weird dreams when I spend the night @ Joe's, but last night's took the cake. I dreamed about everything from waterfalls and falling trains, to redneck vampires, raising the dead, getting married--anything fucked up, you name it-it was probably in my dreams.
Oh well. I'm gonna go smoke a cigarette. Ciao.
I always have weird dreams when I spend the night @ Joe's, but last night's took the cake. I dreamed about everything from waterfalls and falling trains, to redneck vampires, raising the dead, getting married--anything fucked up, you name it-it was probably in my dreams.
Oh well. I'm gonna go smoke a cigarette. Ciao.