Dear Blog,

I'm sorry I haven't written in a whole week. Mirella was in Hawaii and Heather hurt her foot last week, so I had to do work for the three of us. I feel like it’s now MY turn to go to Hawaii. See, this is why I don’t have plants. They just end up dying because I don’t water them. Next time I’ll have someone water you, blog. I hope you can bring yourself to forgive me.

I saw someone this morning who looked like he was right out of one of those V-8 commercials. You know what I’m talking about? The ones where the people walk around on a permanent slant until they drink a V-8? But this guy was really shaped that way. Poor guy...

I'm really crampy and light-headed from my period today. I had a real bender on Friday night. I went to Cormac’s party in Potrero Hill, felt pretty ill early on in the party, and then puked my guts out upon returning home at 4:30 am. Poor Nini had to take care of me. She somehow developed a nurturing side. Strange how nature works… So I was in bed all day on Saturday, then I took her out to dinner and went back to bed while she went out partying. Sunday I borrowed Jessi’s car and went to the beach and Trader Joe’s. I wasn’t sure I got any sun until today when people started to comment on it. I’m glad I got some kind of sun because when I don’t I feel like I got jipped, even if it’s a burn. Anyways, since I didn’t go out on Saturday, I made up the party time on Sunday. Nini, Jessi and I went to the R Bar for their 1st Anniversary. Jessi got way too drunk and if we keep this up, I had better start lifting again so I can carry her. It’s ok, we’ll work it out.

Ok, time for more work. Heather is still out.  ¶ 12:42 PM (0) comments