thirtyseven

since someone tainted my last post, we're just going to start over.

i heard lots of sweet things from digdug about the party last night. and i heard one not-so-sweet thing. one little garter belt. so many notches. so little time. ha, more time for me.

i hope to return from my weekend with stories, snapshots, scars and scents. i've never driven out-of-state to visit someone before. i must be growing up.

i need a cocktail.

my journal likes how girls comment in it so much. it's a girl's journal, you know? lipgloss and cameron crowe and whatnot.