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Mar 24, 2008 05:31

I am sortof drunk and my feet are KILLING me. Remind me next time I think heels are a good idea that they really aren't?

GL had a party at her place, and I was so close to just going home when everyone headed downtown, but figured I could at least have one beer and then go sleep. Well. Wrong. GG bought tequila which I think is kinda gross but can normally handle better than a lot of people. Well, this came in an actual GLASS not a shot glass, I swear, and after I drank it I had to fight the urge to puke for like 20 minutes. But then, then I was fine and danced and danced and danced until GL disappeared and Aldís started making out with someone and I felt like my feet were falling off. But eventually all three of us stumbled down Laugavegur together and GL bought burgers and fries and cokes, and I wolfed mine down on the way home. Gross.

I still have some fries left and they taste like cow. Which is disgusting so why am I still eating them? The burger tasted like nothing, but it was really just a TINY piece of chicken hidden inside a bun. An incredibly expensive piece of chicken.

partying, ick

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