One word: crazy
OK, two words: and drunk.
If one ends up walking around in their underwear on Halloween (and not in a room with a bed in it) does that mean they’re having fun? Yeah, you might’ve seen me running around with flames on my butt. Oh, and apparantly I found it necessary to let everyone [...]
There are particulars that a person has when they’re dating: I won’t date someone who does this, looks like that, wears THAT… but rules are consistently broken, or what most consider to be “compromise.” You meet someone, start to have feelings and learn to accept those little differences and begin to coo over each other’s [...]
I woke up and thought it was Monday morning after a long and drunken weekend. Then I realized that it’s only been Tuesday and Wednesday. My fake-out-of-town husband leaves on Monday. He’s a little nervous on whether or not he’ll see me again for the holidays.
Last night we spent an early Halloween at Blind Pig [...]
Hi, Lakewood chick! It was awesome meeting you. I’m sorry I didn’t get your name. I hope you find your phone! Thanks for checking out the site.
Meanwhile (back at the ranch we call home), what do you get when you have 4 drunken chicks and 80’s music blaring and the need to dance like idiots [...]
Never…again…going…out…until…4am…on…a…school…night…
again.
Ice Cream Sandwich flavored ice cream at Rosati’s today.
I must be getting lonely or incredibly deprived because every man on the TV, at the bar, in the ice cream store is hot. Perhaps I’m overloading my senses with male-dominated sports (Baseball, Football, Nascar AND Professional Bull Riding in one day—the WORK!) and professional athletes. If [...]
