Ohhh, man. fif i ever get shitfaced last night. i was knocking crap over, [well, but so was everybody else] and i committed two party fouls in one moment: spilling beer down my back and dropping the roach that was being passed to me into said beer.
i woke up feeling perky at about 4:30 am. i gave my liver a pat and told it how proud i am to have a hard worker like it on the job.
but the best part about going home! now i have my cd again and i can send it in! w00t! sadly, my roomate is still sleeping more than 12 hours every day, and i don't think i can even tell you how nervous it makes me. i know, i know, i should mind my own beeswax, after all she's only sleeping.
but spending more than half of every day a drooling insensate lump isn't actually healthy.
i woke up feeling perky at about 4:30 am. i gave my liver a pat and told it how proud i am to have a hard worker like it on the job.
but the best part about going home! now i have my cd again and i can send it in! w00t! sadly, my roomate is still sleeping more than 12 hours every day, and i don't think i can even tell you how nervous it makes me. i know, i know, i should mind my own beeswax, after all she's only sleeping.
but spending more than half of every day a drooling insensate lump isn't actually healthy.
Try not to commit any more party fouls.
Later