harper

I feel like my poor little brain is dying. Last night was the first night in god knows how long that I got a full 8 hours of sleep. I'm very proud of myself. Mostly all my nights recently have been occupied by beer and/or a boy. Who we can now call my "boyfriend". I'm really happy about it.

In more exciting news, Savana's set went live and it is hot, I love it. I want mine to go up soon.

Wednesday night was my best friend Phil's birthday. The previous blog contained pictures of the "pre" birthday night. When we all got drunk and sang Happy Birthday to him at midnight. This is how drunk I was Wednesday (I really didn't feel THAT drunk & it's probably the best/worst picture of me ever)




and this is why I am a giggly little girl:


Okay, bye.