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seriously, i think i'm going to sleep in my shower with the cold water on.
this heat is ridiculous. every window open all fans a-go lights off in my underwear. i know it's only 27 degrees but this house has been heating up all day and everything rises too. it's actually making me feel pretty nauseous.
send ice cubes and swimming pools!
elsewise: last night was wild. seriously. dinner at the keg for marc's birthday started me off with two bellini's which i swear were listed as 4 oz. back to facey's for celebrations. a shot of vodka, a mix of something strange, a shot of lechee booze (brilliant), finishing meg's rockstar and vodka, some concoction of marc's which was wicked strong, another shot of lechee, a shot of tequila. i think that's it?
we went to the mod club and i remember our cab driver went the wrong way down a one way street. and college was blocked off for the taste of italy so we wandered down the middle of the street. mod club was actually really neat, danced wildly. one heineken bought for me for repayment of the cab, rum and coke, a screwdriver. ta da! davey gave me a massage and the bus ride home took forever. it was a pricey but amazing night.
apparently i was talking in my sleep and rolling all over the place, according to matty. something about "soos" (which i don't think is a word) is all he remembers. still, that's fucked. and i was damn hungover.
but i deserved it.
starting work full time tomorrow and impressed about that, if i could get to sleep. and i randomly got some work on saturday for an old professor of mine, so score money there.
so that's life. booze and work and heat and alex.
it's good.
***
also:
♥ my dad.
this heat is ridiculous. every window open all fans a-go lights off in my underwear. i know it's only 27 degrees but this house has been heating up all day and everything rises too. it's actually making me feel pretty nauseous.
send ice cubes and swimming pools!
elsewise: last night was wild. seriously. dinner at the keg for marc's birthday started me off with two bellini's which i swear were listed as 4 oz. back to facey's for celebrations. a shot of vodka, a mix of something strange, a shot of lechee booze (brilliant), finishing meg's rockstar and vodka, some concoction of marc's which was wicked strong, another shot of lechee, a shot of tequila. i think that's it?
we went to the mod club and i remember our cab driver went the wrong way down a one way street. and college was blocked off for the taste of italy so we wandered down the middle of the street. mod club was actually really neat, danced wildly. one heineken bought for me for repayment of the cab, rum and coke, a screwdriver. ta da! davey gave me a massage and the bus ride home took forever. it was a pricey but amazing night.
apparently i was talking in my sleep and rolling all over the place, according to matty. something about "soos" (which i don't think is a word) is all he remembers. still, that's fucked. and i was damn hungover.
but i deserved it.
starting work full time tomorrow and impressed about that, if i could get to sleep. and i randomly got some work on saturday for an old professor of mine, so score money there.
so that's life. booze and work and heat and alex.
it's good.
***
also:
♥ my dad.