Monday, April 27, 2009

I feel like dying because of my fucking terrible cigarette allergy. My fish died. Sigh.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Just Dance.

I am painfully hung over. I don't even know what I was drinking last night. Obviously whatever it was I had a lot of it. I don't want to work. It's going to be ultimate fail. And after work.... Dinner with Matty's parents, whoohoo. Ima die. Big thanks to everyone who took care of my drunk ass last night. Biggie thanks to Matty for letting me collapse on him and wait for the room to stop spinning, and for putting up with me being a drunk girl.
All in all though, superbly awesome night.