I'm going out of town tonight to hang out with my gal Waffle. Whenever we to out, no matter how hard we try, no matter how old we get and how much we should know better, we end up stupid-drunk & finishing the night at Taco J's.
But, I'll say it one more time in the hopes that it may actually happen for once: I will try to be good tonight.
Problem is, she lives where we grew up & its a VERY drankin' sort of place. We know we can go out (or stay in) and either run into all our old freaks/friends or we can make them come to us at her place. Either way, there will be many cocktails.
I love cocktails.
Last time she had a party I woke up with no pants.
Wish me luck.
Oh, yeah, my thumb is feeling better, but it still looks gross. It will be a great party favor tonight.