Oct 21, 2006 08:15
I went to an orange-themed party: Soire Orange. Smoked things with orange hairs, ate orange jello shots and pumpkin pie, and lots of top shelf orange-colored alcohol.
And now my vomit is orange.
At least I made it into my trash can. It took me a second to realize that I even had puked when I woke up. Whoops, there goes that Grand Slam.
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I went to Regina Spektor the other night. It was a good concert. BUT SHE WAS AN HOUR LATE, AFTER THE OPENING BAND WAS HALF AN HOUR LATE. My back kinda killed afterwards, but she's so adorable live and has a killer voice. One of those "it all sounds just as good as the recording" artists.
So yeah: she is hot and sings well.
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Last night I went to a rugby benefit and it didn't suck!
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This song is so good to walk to. I end up actually strutting whenever I do. S'fun.