Long time, no type.

So it's been two days since my last nondescript post. I guess I have just been quite on the lazy side lately. (Slash hungover hardcore) So Thursday night, Chris Van D, from Tulsa OK, was coming into town and staying at my apartment for the night, and as soon as he got in we were ready to go out. I bought us a bottle of Svedka and some mixers and we finished it within an hour. It was a messy night, that is just the beginning. So we go down to PopRocks and he immediately buys us a round of drinks. Halfway into it I'm all like "uh oh spaghetti oh" and I rush to the bathroom to very gracefully empty out my stomach by way of my mouth. Nice way of putting it, huh? But if you know me, you know I can get my act right back together after that. I got myself a water and another drink and partied my ass off. Saw a few people I knew, but don't really remember which ones. I just remember that I knew people there. From there I wanted to show him something a little more glamorous so I take him to my stomping ground, Marquee. We get a few free drinks there and the music is banging! It was so good. While waiting for Chris to come out of the bathroom, I "accidentally" drop a glass and break it. I am thrown out exactly ten seconds later. As I am being kindly escorted out, I see the door people who love me and they are all like "Do you want to go back in?" and I am like uh uh, I was way too drunk and didn't want to embarrass myself anymore. I text Chris to come outside and we start walking towards maybe getting a cab. I then think that we should try going into Bungalow 8. I mean I have had a lot of good luck getting in there now, so I guess they know who I am. Cause we walked right in. First people I see are Mary Cary (Katie Edmonds) and Bess K. Hot messes. WE do a few rounds of shots and head out. The rest is a mystery.

Waking up was not a fun thing. I had to be over at Caridee's at 10:30 am. Of course that was not happening, and I got over there around 12. We walked Martini and went over to the puppy park. Yesterday was gorgeous. Like it had to be at least 55 degrees out. Seriously. I'm not lying. After that we got lunch, I got a turkey burger. Turkey burgers are slowly becoming my favorite food. (Just to let you know.) We rushed back to my apartment cause Chris had to get to his hotel and all his stuff was here. So we got his stuff, I walked him back to his hotel, and then showed him and his "roommates" to the closest H&M. Don't get me started. I guess they don't have them in Oklahoma, so going to one is kind of a big deal. I hate that GD store. It's all cheap looking and not cute. I may not have the most expensive or nicest taste in the world, I still wear shirts from high school, but I would never get anything from there. It's so not me. Any who, I leave them there, go back to walk Martini a few more times and watch movies for the rest of the night. Oh and btw, I was extremely hungover the whole day. Like beyond hungover, I felt like I ran into a wall at least fourteen times.

I woke up today still hungover so I laid pretty low. Watched a few more movies and walked Martini a few times. Went to the puppy park twice.

I am so tired now but I must go out tonight! I'll get a red bull or something. Wish me luck.


Oh I talked with Frank today, he's in Vegas and loving it. Well loving what he remembers!

Nighty night.