Danielle and I had a good talk on the way home from Karaoke Melody. It is good to know that other women my age are perceiving the world around them the same way. I guess you can just open up after standing infront of a sea of orange to belt out the lyrics, "hot sex in the third degree, get served while you're servin' me." I honestly never realized how dirty that song was. I also never realized how alcoholic sake is.
I still checked my phone every five minutes but at least I was out. I was myself.
Tonight Skye and I are going to an art opening and Antoinette's party. This is how it will happen, in no particular order: skater neff, drunkeness, drama, excitement, drama, cleavage, art, did I mention drunk people? and a long late night drive home. I honestly cannot wait.
Tomorrow: mission: kidnap Brantley.
Friday, August 8, 2008
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