This is what happens....

....when you get horribly drunk on a Friday night.
It is currrently 1.01am and I am sufficiently recovered from my hangover to go to bed.
You see, I had been invited to some random party, but I was hungry, so I called Rebecca and Rebecca and we met at Alto Cinco where I had a lovely caesar salad with lots of coriander in it which they call cilantro here and Rebecca's fella was with us as well and we ordered a bottle of wine and then that one got drunked so we ordered another one, and the same thing happened so we ordered another and sat outside cos it was a lovely night and they needed our table for other people so we were all a bit pissed then went back to mine and got ourselves all prettied up and went to this party and there was a keg and lots of boys and those red plastic cups and loud tunes and I drank lots of beer and a nice boy said I was pretty.
Woke up this morning and thought I was going to die. There was a half-arsed plan to go to the state fair today which thankfully fell through cos I don't think I would have survived. So I went back to bed and slept on and off until about 5pm.
Have watched one episode of Angel, one episode of Buffy, and two of House, drank one bottle of lemonade and one of Snapple, and eaten a plate of Spag Bol.
Am thoroughly knackered from my busy day so I'll say goodnight to your lovely selves and leave you with another picture, this one of my new favourite t-shirt. Why is it that the boyswear department has the coolest stuff?

Ka Kite.