Finallyyy

so after much consideration...here we are.

it's already sunday. i love sundays when i get to do nothing. i actually cleaned my room today, cleaned but did not organize. maybe ill have the motivation to do that later on. i have so much laundry its funny.

we ate at pho republique last night. food was delish, really good atmosphere besides sitting on stools. our waiter was fab, he took his own pic in case he is ever famous someday, i told him he should take mine in case im discovered.

we got in trouble so many times for using our phones at dinner. thanks alot kath. whit was falling off the stool by the time we left.

too bad i didnt wear black.

i had the tofu pad thai. it was good and so much better at 3am.

whit drank martinis, but i wanted to spare my body from feeling like death so i ordered the south end slider...gin treated me better than vodka ever did.

whita said it tasted like a hangover in a glass but i was the one able to get myself out of bed this morning so i guess i win.

so the night continued as we went to a hotel bar i couldnt even tell the name of and met some creepy guys that loved cindy and deb. naturally. whit and i tried sneaking off to the bathroom as often as possible to do weird things such as this...

all the people there probably loved how weird we were being. i met some man i called D who lived in the hotel for three years, i asked him if he always had a stuffy nose and if he loved that the maids came everyday. he lifted his sweater and showed us is prego beer belly, maybe he thought we'd dig it. he bought us drinks then started talking to other girls and we had to start breaking it down anyway so it worked out. he ended up with three girls following him up to his room. good for him. the best part about drinking at hotel bars is having the doorman flag a cab faster than you can even reapply lip gloss.

i suppose we should have gone home then but of course we felt the need to keep going. so we went to whiskey park. and i'm not sure if it was the champagne i drank but it was like the twilight zone. at first it seemed like this tiny little lounge, which i was feeling and the next thing i knew we went into this room i didnt even know existed and there was a huge dance party. we held our own though.

then we got a ride home. always clutch. so we finally went to bed after chelsea lately, having a heart to heart, and eating left overs. and i wore an ed hardy shirt to bed, sorry whit not appropriate for bedtime. not appropriate ever really.