Sunday, September 10, 2006

Piecing It All Together

I don't remember the last time I got up at 2:15 pm.

This is what I know:

My feet are telling me I walked too far in heels last night.

My stomach says that McDonald's at 5am is still a bad idea.

My tongue tells me I was drinking beer and tequila.

My throat says I smoked too much.

My eyes are screaming, 'you stupid bitch you didn't take out your contacts!'

My head is telling me that I'll be eating ibuprofen like candy today.

My wallet says I spent $24.

My cell phone says I drunk dialed 2 people. I only remember one!

And drunk texted 2.

My camera tells me who I drank with. . .

The fact that I woke up in my bed means I drove home really late. (idiot)

The trail of destruction in my apartment means I forgot to turn the lights on again.

I think it was a good night!


ATL LG said...

After a night like that...good idea to get a current copy of the local newspaper and make sure you are not the new Most Wanted.

Spicy Little Pi said...

I talked to one of my partners in crime...he reminded me of all the great molesting-my-friends-moments that I 'forgot'...the evidence is in the flickr!

corrupted_hockey_fan said...

Sounds like a great night!

I hope to have such fun when I get money...that's why I had to get a job right...

Spicy Little Pi said...

and if you aren't making 'good' money then you better be getting 'good' you can get the fuck outta there and afford to have some fun ;)

Uncle Buck said...

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO You drunk dialer you...


Spicy Little Pi said...

lol you LIKED it!