instead, i brought home a breadmaker, a george foreman grill, two pairs of clearance steve madden shoes ($20 a pair. that's a minor miracle), some really awesome books from abandoned planet book store, where they have an incredibly sweet and handsome store cat, and about 3475628374 extra pounds from all the eatin' and boozin'. it was glorious.
there's some video up over at jigg's place of me as a science girl on friday. i look all pasty white and bloated like risen dough. that's not even the science part! i do have on sexy pants though. also, i'm not talking much because i had possibly ingested a few martinis by that point (also not the science part) and so everything that came out of my mouth was highly inappropriate. by which i must mean more than usual.
now here's where i start to lie. some of the stuff below is true, some of it is false. only the parties involved will ever know.
i saw a minimum of 10 pairs of naked boobs.
i was faux-humped by a paris hilton look-a-like.
i undressed in a public venue, a living room, and a dining room.
i ate at betelnut, as i was powerful hungry.
a bug crawled in my shirt.
i saw the actual dick of a chick with one.
i taught a boy to twirl.
i took a pill without knowing what it was and spent an evening in lala land.
i kissed a girl named zoe. she was real pretty like.