Sunday, June 20, 2004

The rock is big, but I'm crawling out from under it...

An ode to Hooters:
Your buffalo wings are tasty, so is your beer.
Do you have special bras made for every girl who works here?

Our waitress did the moonwalk for us. Seriously.
I've been a working girl lately - coming home at 8pm, grazing the kitchen for anything edible (hmm..a pickle and a few Tostitos...perfect!), saying g'night at 9 pm. More like I've been a loser girl lately. Tied one on with T$ last night, and we got the whole band together. It was an evening of many laughs and amusing photos. T$ proudly exclaimed, "I'm hot!" after viewing one of the photos I took of her. She's right. It's a white hot picture. She's got to stop giving out her phone number, though. I'm not ready for the loser parade to come marching through our front door. And I have to stop drunk text messaging everyone in my phone. I must have sent out a million last night with the same message - "Dude." Huh?!? Anyway, my room is finally done. Perhaps the rest of our rattrap apartment will be next........

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