In the space of one week, I have lost my boyfriend and my job. I definitely deserved a night out that included a mass consumption of alcohol.
Six double vodka-pepsis within a two-hour period later, I’m feeling a little…happy.
With that said, if anyone who was at the bar tonight is able to tell me how long I was walking around with the fly to my pants open, I would really appreciate it. This info would be in determining whether or not I ever return to said bar.
Wow…you have no idea how long it took me to write this paragraph. I think I’m going to pass out now.
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I’m so sorry to hearabout your boyfriend. This is definitely not your week – but then again, next week can only be better. *HUGS*
By: Kirsi on November 12, 2006
at 4:12 am