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Saturday, January 01, 2005

Welcome to my life where...
"Every night is Saturday night and every morning is Christmas"

We rang in the new year last night rather quietly. Which was rather appreciated compared to the night before. Good lord save me from my sinnin ways. At least I woke up this morning with a man of my choice, not so much like the previous new year. I sometimes don't know where to start when telling about my wild nights, but of course sometimes I don't know when to stop either. We decided to go pick up Croker Wednesday evening and get a head start on the festivities. We headed down to the local hangout, socialized, then headed to 'the big lights' as John so eloquently puts it. Even though we suffered a near miss with officer Broyles last weekend, we still decided we'd brave the Ponderosa just to see what was happening. I seriously wonder if other people have as much fun as I do. I know I get all pissy about things every now and then and it seems I post about the pissy things more often than not, but GOD I love this crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic, awful beautiful life. So I'll count down the great things I've done this past week.
10. Witnessed the carnage of Ivan in P-cola
9. hung out with my favorite two boys on earth
8. emerged victorious from another encounter with the ex and his new flame
7. taught JL and Jess how to 'feed the chickens'
6. set off fireworks in the parking lot of my bar
5. had a 'slumber' party with Croker and Jess
4. Drank too much wednesday night
3. cried on Bradley's shoulder
2. caught up with lots of old friends last night
1. had another slumber party and dined at el burrito this morning

Aren't we the cutest?



"What the hell's it look like I'm doin? Bakin a cake?"

♥Oh, so vintage... 3:58 PM


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