Holy peanuts, Batman!

I need to get drunk.
The kind of drunk where I am no longer responsible for my actions.
The kind of drunk where someone has to get me home, undress me-except for my panties, because I will have already lost them, and put me to bed. And hey, they may as well go ahead and lose their panties in the process. I won't be gender specific at that stage of drunkenness. ;)

That is all.

oh my gawd. where'd i leave the car?

Finally, A Good Drunken Rant From Martini.

So I went out on my annual "I hate valentine's day" excursion tonight, you missed out on a good time. I lost count after about 7 drinks. Tomorrow, um, today will suck. I'm effing tired. And my tummy is bery angry because we ate our weight in white castle. NOT smart.

We went to a drag show at Axis. We laughed, we cried, we mourned the loss of all the hot men to the gay side. Besides, like Happy Bunny says ... boys lie and kind of stink.

I had waaaayyyy too many cosmo's.

*** hiccup ***

It Doesn't Get Any Better

Tomorrow I'll deny it, but for tonight let's pretend this is the truth. I love you. Some people wait their whole lives to hear someone say that. If you don't want it then there's nothing I can do about that, but I feel that maybe I'm a better person than you because I can feel this way about you. Something pure, something like lightning striking in me because of this. I hope one day you feel this way about someone because no matter how much it hurts, it is the greatest thing I have.

p.s I'm gonna get drunk tonight. unless things go wrong and i try to get drunk, but due to having a large meal beforehand, I fail. So, the solution I just discovered is to have a small meal beforehand.

Okay. So my original statement stands.

I'm gonna get drunk tonight