Sunday, February 20, 2005

I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.

I curse my roommate for foisting her country music upon me.

Last night saw about 15 people, about that many bottles of wine, the
spirit of Jose Cuervo, a hip-hop dance-off in my living room, and an
intense conversation until 6 am.

That's right, I stayed up so far past my bedtime that I went to bed at the
time I usually go to the gym.

The lingering effects of last night include wine withdrawal tremors,
muttering words to booty call country songs, and a hazy recollection of a
volatile text message battle with Mr. SummerTimeFun. Oh dear God.

Best. Night. Ever.

1 comment:

notguilty said...

That sounds like so much fun. When our friend ed lived with us last year (think hyde on that 70's show) we would stay up all night too. And have dance offs. No, he wouldnt dance, but I would try.