03.02.02 :: 2:04 pm
All in drunken good fun.
The bus ride home nearly killed us and I woke up today with a very bad sore throat and stuff head. Not good.
Tonight, I think we're hanging out at Miss Sweettits' and her hubby's new home. More drinking will occur, I imagine.
Can't wait, either.
Now I have to go seduce the man downstairs, find images with orange color schemes, and eat soup.
In that order.