It's SATURDAY! In about 6-8 hours I'm going to be on my way to Bloomfield. Megan and I are going to hang out all day, then put on our slut suits and go to Bloomington where we will commence drinking until we fall over. We've both had terribly shitty weeks. I'm talking serious, serious inebriation. Our goal is to not be able to remember our names. THAT'S how much we want to drink. (jokes of course, but we DO want to get pretty wasted out of our heads.) I told our friend Eric (the mexican one) that he may have to help Megan and I walk home. Good thing he's a big, muscly manny-man-man!
Amount of alcohol needed for forgetting one's name-- Megan: about 4 drinks. Lesbie: way more than 4 drinks.
However, if we go to where the 2$
Sailor Jerry's shots are, I'll only need about 4. MMMMMM...
Sailor Jerry's... my favorite EVAR!
HAHAHAHA, we're going to see a Michael Jackson cover band at one of the bars. They're called "Who's Bad?" How awesome is that?! Eric's seen them like, 3 times, and he says they're really good. I can't fucking wait!
Hopefully all goes as planned, and all goes well. This is a much deserved, much needed night.
:-D