So it's about 8:00 in the morning (don't ask why I'm up, I don't either) and I'm pretty sure I'm still drunk from the night before.

Worth it.

Dear Vodka,

You are delicious. Especially when mixed with rhubarb slush. Rhubarb slush that I put more vodka into than pop. I just thought you should know that.

Love,
Me

I just totally got drunk with my mom. Seriously. Oh, and like, ten people from the bank. Dora took over my phone so I decided to update my livejournal. But you can't really tell because I can still type well. Dammit, Dora get me another drunk == I mean drink. More malibu plzthxn ( Read more... )

I've never been drunk-dialed before in my life but I'm on Facebook chat with a slightly intoxicated Jimmy at 9:00 in the morning and it's actually pretty funny. And it would make sense, since it's just before midnight there in Sydney. According to my cell phone, anyway. He insists he's not "Mel Gibson drunk" (yet) but I still got him to call me " ( Read more... )

A thought while I'm re-watching season 3 of Lost...

( I guess it won't kill me to make a cut, even if there really aren't spoilers anymore. )