Never drinking again

Sunday, October 2, 2011


All I remember from last night was singing a song into a firepit and then desperately trying to throw up in the bathroom at Green House.

You could say things got a little out of hand last night. Just a little though. It was the right amount.

Now I'm just waiting (IMPATIENTLY) for Darien to get home so we can eat really greasy/fatty cheeseburgers and fries, maybe some Menchie's, and do more furniture shopping. He's gonna have to do the driving though. I might still be drunk.

Happy holidays.