Multiple Vodkas+soda+twist of lime = major hangover
So, some pals and I went out last night. It was a big deal. I never go out on Thursday nights...ever. I guess b/c of the whole writer's strike and lack of quality TV, I can no longer be a hermit and stay inside the nice comfy shell that is my apartment. It was fun, probably way too much fun. It's what...3:11 and I'm still hungover. And I'm also stranded at my apartment because I left my car over at my friend's house and was dropped off and yeah--I have no ride.
Eh, I'll get around to getting it.
So, I recently had lunch with a dear friend of mine. She's married to a wonderful man who is currently in Iraq. He's in the army. He won't be finished with his tour until January '09. Oh, and did I mention that she's nine months pregnant? Yep. He won't be here for the birth of the baby. My friend is so cute and adorable. She's one of those tiny, petite women with a basket ball pregnancy. I can't wait for her to have the baby! I want to cuddle with her! Hee hee.
I'm going to see "27 Dresses" tonight. I'm pumped.
Eh, I'll get around to getting it.
So, I recently had lunch with a dear friend of mine. She's married to a wonderful man who is currently in Iraq. He's in the army. He won't be finished with his tour until January '09. Oh, and did I mention that she's nine months pregnant? Yep. He won't be here for the birth of the baby. My friend is so cute and adorable. She's one of those tiny, petite women with a basket ball pregnancy. I can't wait for her to have the baby! I want to cuddle with her! Hee hee.
I'm going to see "27 Dresses" tonight. I'm pumped.