boing's useless info of the day:
i love paul f tompkins
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but she's married & you're gay!
oh looky here! it's a new entry even though i swore myself never to write here again. such drama.
saturday night was a bachelorette party for one of our friends. so the whole gang headed out to longhorns to do some drinking & dancing & basically make complete retards of ourselves. we got there around 9pm & i started out drinking cape cods. then came beer. then came some yummy free shot the bar whores were passing out. then came a jello shot, beer, jello shot, apple shot, beer, beer, etc etc etc. i remember dancing with one of the girls while the bartender whislted for us. i remember my boyfriend shoving shots in my face though he will argue this. i remember my big gay best friend dancing with melissa's mom. i remember karaoke. oh lord do i remember karaoke.
and sunday morning at about 5:30am i remember waking up every 10 to 15 minutes to barf like a champ. only i wasn't so much a champ because all that would come out was bile. so i dry heaved all morning.
and last night i got to eat fried okra, which really makes everything right in the world.
and apparently after chris & i went home, big gay brandon made out with a girl friend of mine. she's married, and he's gay. it's wrong any way you look at it.
10:42 am - January 27, 2003
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