The Pink Shoe Diaries

so, it's 1:40PM and i just got out of bed.

i do love days off, don't you?

i actually woke up at 8AM and tried to persuade Adam to stay home too and take care of poor, hungover me. but he is a good kid (a better kid than I) and trucked off to work.

last night we celebrated St Patrick's day in the traditional manner : at a sushi bar with a group of friends! it was the plum wine that did me in, i tell you. its so sweet, and so good, but damn, does it pack a punch!!

after the sushi bar had lost it's charm, Adam and I headed to a few more bars with our friend George. i remember a few things about the second bar..and nearly nothing about the 3rd bar. i think an old lady was talking to me about her breasts, but i could be wrong.

i also found out that we tried to go to a fourth bar, but it was closing, so i gave the bouncer the finger (both fingers!) while walking backwards away from him, and saying "look, guys! i'm giving the bouncer the finger!)

i'm impressed that i neither 1) fell and 2) got my ass kicked (something i definitely have comingm believe you me).

so all in all, a very good SPD. and now, if you will excuse me, i will attempt to get rid of the jackhammer in my brain.