You know what's fun? Drinking on a school night.
And by "school night" I mean any night that'll lead to me dragging my arse out of my oh-so-comfy bed at the crack of dawn to hi-ho it off to work.
Last night me and two of my fabulous co-horts went to a bar where every almost every drink was $2.50. $2.50 girly drinks! $2.50 manly drinks! $2.50 shots!
FYI? Sunday night at Rumrunners is now officially a form of heaven for me.
To end this pointless entry, I'll conclude with this list...
Things I learned I could do while buzzed on a Sunday night:
* sing the really really really high parts to Michael Jackson's "Billie Jean."
* make up words like "pooridity" and "chocolatey jizz."
* lather my hair up REALLY well in the shower.
* control the shower knobs--with my toes! Oooh! I could be a ninja!
Ciao, dahling!
~*Krissy*~