where is my fucking jacket?
and on that same note,
where is my sobriety?
where is my good box of granola?
perhaps i lost them all at the same time..
somehow i survived thanksgiving week, a surprisingly easy accomplishment.
i spent time in austin
and saw sondy, andre, aj, and david! and jamie saw jodi.. i miss her.
i also went to lagrange,
and decided if my parents ever want to sell the house they should use this picture cuz its good.
even though there's no house...
i guess david took this picture
because it rocks. what is that guys name?
i'd like to say that i don't want to admit it but...
sarah and i have been drunk for about a month now.
minus thanksgiving day and the night before some test or something...
and when liz went homeless it was just another good excuse.
-"here's a toast to tequila on a tuesday!"
-"jeanna, because of you, we are going to officially have tequila tuesdays."
-"and whiskey wednesdays and trashed thursdays and fucked up fridays and..."
just make it a diet coke + (whatever cheap handle we have at the moment) + the christmas cup!!
and yes, i was drunk enough to go to the GWAR concert!
fucking GWAR!! i got beat the fuck up.
heh.
see, i told you.
christmas music is amazing:
friday, december 2, 8:00pm, laurie auditorium
trinity university christmas concert
sunday, december 4, 7:00pm, parker chapel
christmas vespers