Today is the greatest day of all...
Tell me the song my subject line comes from and I'll give you a shiny penny!
Actually, today isn't going to be all that great. I have SO MUCH homework, and yet, instead of doing it, I'm sitting here bitching about it. I'll get it done, though. ;) I also have laundry to do and I have All Campus Sing practice.
So it seems that everyone wants me to get a place! I've had so many people give me ideas and have stated that they are willing to help me find shelter. I was at August Moon, and Stacey totally handed me a book full of Murray homes that are for sale. While I'm not sure I'll have the funding or the credit for a straight up house, it was a very kind gesture. My brother has also found a couple want ads pinned up at Cracker Barrel, and even Anna asked me if I wanted to move into Murray Place with her. Allikat wanted me to move in with her, too! :D Thing is, I'm going to live with Rob and Mert and the Hooten twins over the summer, so I can't really shaft those guys just to live with some hot girls. As tempting as it is, and as beneficial as it would be for me right now, I'm gonna live with the guys. I'm really excited. Really really.
So, apparently, I did way more at Nate's party than I thought. Stories keep rising up now about how drunk I was and the things that I did...
*Apparently I puked all over Nate's floor and all over his bed. Man, I am so sorry. I also just found out that I puked in Aaron's hands. Man, I am so sorry.
*It also seems that my catch phrase of the night was (and I quote), "Sandy is so fucking stupid for letting me go!" Nate and Aaron said that I used this phrase often, and with each use I got louder.
*I also asked Aaron multiple times to take me to Speedway (with me drunk) so that I could walk in, buy something, and not say anything to Sandy while at the register. I'm glad I didn't have my keys, or someone would be dead right now.
*Since Nate so aptly removed my cell phone from my grasp, I tried to get Aaron to do my drunk dialing for me, asking him multiple times to call my mommie and let her know how I was doing. He simply replied, "Ed, I don't know her number."
*I also kept yelling that "I am a happy drunk!", but as the night grew older I yelled louder and chanted several expletives tacked on with Sandy's name.
*Apparently I was never angry or even mad the entire night, even when I was ex-bashing...I just talked too fucking much. I believe it.
What can I say? I'm a happy drunk! Crazy, crazy times. Beware: crazy times ahead!!! Rawr!
Actually, today isn't going to be all that great. I have SO MUCH homework, and yet, instead of doing it, I'm sitting here bitching about it. I'll get it done, though. ;) I also have laundry to do and I have All Campus Sing practice.
So it seems that everyone wants me to get a place! I've had so many people give me ideas and have stated that they are willing to help me find shelter. I was at August Moon, and Stacey totally handed me a book full of Murray homes that are for sale. While I'm not sure I'll have the funding or the credit for a straight up house, it was a very kind gesture. My brother has also found a couple want ads pinned up at Cracker Barrel, and even Anna asked me if I wanted to move into Murray Place with her. Allikat wanted me to move in with her, too! :D Thing is, I'm going to live with Rob and Mert and the Hooten twins over the summer, so I can't really shaft those guys just to live with some hot girls. As tempting as it is, and as beneficial as it would be for me right now, I'm gonna live with the guys. I'm really excited. Really really.
So, apparently, I did way more at Nate's party than I thought. Stories keep rising up now about how drunk I was and the things that I did...
*Apparently I puked all over Nate's floor and all over his bed. Man, I am so sorry. I also just found out that I puked in Aaron's hands. Man, I am so sorry.
*It also seems that my catch phrase of the night was (and I quote), "Sandy is so fucking stupid for letting me go!" Nate and Aaron said that I used this phrase often, and with each use I got louder.
*I also asked Aaron multiple times to take me to Speedway (with me drunk) so that I could walk in, buy something, and not say anything to Sandy while at the register. I'm glad I didn't have my keys, or someone would be dead right now.
*Since Nate so aptly removed my cell phone from my grasp, I tried to get Aaron to do my drunk dialing for me, asking him multiple times to call my mommie and let her know how I was doing. He simply replied, "Ed, I don't know her number."
*I also kept yelling that "I am a happy drunk!", but as the night grew older I yelled louder and chanted several expletives tacked on with Sandy's name.
*Apparently I was never angry or even mad the entire night, even when I was ex-bashing...I just talked too fucking much. I believe it.
What can I say? I'm a happy drunk! Crazy, crazy times. Beware: crazy times ahead!!! Rawr!