Lobster = Gross
I look like a beet. And not the cool Beets like in the Doug cartoon, but a very ugly beet. The kind that is bright red and always in pain. So yeah, I got a sunburn. My sunburn, however, is nothing compared to the redness that was the lobster yesterday. Yes, I had lobster for the first time, and I was not impressed. I thought it tasted kinda slimey, so Brittany, who is allergic to lobster, ate most of my lobster while I waited to go to Wendy's later. I'm not a lobster fan, which irks me alot considering I paid about $30 for it. But I figured I had the money for once and I was in fucking Cape Cod! I would've much rather had 90 second rice.
New Heather Rule: Do not eat anything that still has eyes.
Brittany and Cassandra came up late on Friday 13th. We went over to where my uncle is camping to visit Joely and go for a late night swim in the lake (clothes on this time). We came back home late to discover that both Brit and Cassandra brought their laptops for a weekend visit. Fucking nerds. So we sat around on the computers for a while before hitting the hay somewhere in the vicinity of 4 a.m. Typical Brittany and Heather behavior. We woke up way later than expected and hit the beach where I received my spectacular sunburn. Brit and Cassandra were smart enough to lotion up, but I was too lazy to take the time. After taking turns getting clean, we grabbed seafood at a particularly unimpressive restaurant. Yes, yes, we should've listened to Joel and not gone to Cooke's. Last time I will ever say those words.
Let me just say KATHY GRIFFIN is amazing. I love her. She didn't crack me up nearly as well as she did in Columbus, but she was still fucking funny. I want to be that woman's friend. Her Paris Hilton stories are hysterical. Many people may disagree, but I have a love for celebrity gossip. I don't know why, but I find it highly amusing. Nicole Richie's pregnancy is fucking hilarious. Lindsay Lohan doing coke off the bathroom floor of a nightclub almost made me pee my pants. It's dumbest/girliest thing about me. Get the fuck over it.
The girls are leaving today. Probably in like an hour, because Brittany expressed interest in leaving before 2. But they're still in their pajamas reading facebook.
New Heather Rule: Do not eat anything that still has eyes.
Brittany and Cassandra came up late on Friday 13th. We went over to where my uncle is camping to visit Joely and go for a late night swim in the lake (clothes on this time). We came back home late to discover that both Brit and Cassandra brought their laptops for a weekend visit. Fucking nerds. So we sat around on the computers for a while before hitting the hay somewhere in the vicinity of 4 a.m. Typical Brittany and Heather behavior. We woke up way later than expected and hit the beach where I received my spectacular sunburn. Brit and Cassandra were smart enough to lotion up, but I was too lazy to take the time. After taking turns getting clean, we grabbed seafood at a particularly unimpressive restaurant. Yes, yes, we should've listened to Joel and not gone to Cooke's. Last time I will ever say those words.
Let me just say KATHY GRIFFIN is amazing. I love her. She didn't crack me up nearly as well as she did in Columbus, but she was still fucking funny. I want to be that woman's friend. Her Paris Hilton stories are hysterical. Many people may disagree, but I have a love for celebrity gossip. I don't know why, but I find it highly amusing. Nicole Richie's pregnancy is fucking hilarious. Lindsay Lohan doing coke off the bathroom floor of a nightclub almost made me pee my pants. It's dumbest/girliest thing about me. Get the fuck over it.
The girls are leaving today. Probably in like an hour, because Brittany expressed interest in leaving before 2. But they're still in their pajamas reading facebook.