hi
i havn't updated this glob in eonz.

alot has happened to me since last time i was on here. 

like.............

...........likeeeeeee......................um.......well..............

                      ......well.......you know................the...same ol..................

B - O - M - B - I - N - G

i told the pastor's wife on sunday that lately it's all im rearry good at.  just working and drinking.  drinking and working....and then drinking and drinking.  i graduated from my usual pineapple vodkas, and went straight to the patron. 

friday was one of the funnest nights of my entire rife.  all i know, is that when i rooked at that crock, it was 4:39am.  Thas a world record for me.  When i woke up next morning 11:31am, looked in that mirror, lipstick smeared, eye makeup smeared, hair in a birds nest, skirt all shifted around......and a monster headache.  HOW IS IT THAT POSSIBLE TO HAVE THAT MUCH FUN?!?!?!?    I REARRY DON'T KNOW, BUT IT IS TRURY POSSIBLE.

So it all started with Tara the Riviera during Friday at work.  We were both stressed from chasing orders for our difficurt bosses all week, and all we wanted to do was bomb like donkey kongs.  soooo....we were off to esquina.  man, i rolled up to that door, intimidated as can be....all these pretty girls lined up and ready to walk in, were being straight rejected at the door.  and i thought to myself, "oh man, if these woman, so hipster, so cool, so tall can't get in......i'm gonna be fuh sho rejected like a Trailer Matt."  but you know what, my homegirl told me to quit my insecurity and walk up to that bitch like i was a SOMEBODY.  My first word to the doorman, "Ummm............Hi."


and i got scared.  wondered if i should just walk away.....


then he took one look at my jacket...and goes, "Oh how could i forget you and your Prada Jacket!"  (and it ain't even prada).  Then he whispered to his walkie talkie he was sending 2 down.  

AM I AMAZING, OR AM I AMAZING?!  NOT EVEN A SOCIALITE.  AND I SLEEP WITH MY SOCKS ON.  Don't need to say a word, but "Hi".  Like Little Julius getting into Strokers.




so that was it.  that was the jumpoff.  after that...the rest of the night is a blur, cuz i all i know is that by the time TJ walked in...she was wasted on whisky....and i was buying everyone and their mother a shot of that yummy Patron goodness.  Then.....we got bored.  So we walked over to Gold Bar.......but Bobby Massey bursted my bubble by telling me that Gold Bar is for rookies and ppl like Trailer Matt on Fridays, so we were off.  Then we walked over to kenmare...and rest of the night is a blur, cuz all i remember was hearing music and dancing my little korean feet away all night long. 


WHY IS HAVING FUN SO MUCH FUN?  I LOVE HAVING FUN!




im so thankful that I have friends like TJ who inspire me to work hard, and use my leftover money on booze.  F* chanel bags!  we wanna have FUUUUUUUUNNNNN....