Friday, April 10, 2009

Dear mystery man:

Why did you have to come into my life now? I haven't had these feelings or laughed this much with a (straight) male in years. Seriously. I was chugging along, hating love and being a drunk girl when you showed up. Now, I don't even want to be a drunk girl. Ok, that's a lie, but I wanna be maybe slightly less wasted every time we see each other.

A guy with a kid has always been a deal breaker for me. Not anymore. Your daughter is gorgeous. You appreciate my drunken rambling. You even remembered that I hate the color red even though I told you when you were a 6 pack of Hurricanes (gag gag) in. I wish you would get out of my head!


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On another note, it's Friday. Yah. I'll be off work soon and then it's get drunk and bust a move time. I'm pregaming and then transferring to another party where I intend to drink half of a half gallon of Jager and possibly wake up in the floor or on the toilet or something. Wish me luck.

2 comments:

Needs Help said...

Have a great weekend and I hope you meet your boozing goals!! I'm trying to cut down on my boozing budget these days and its tough :(

Anonymous said...

"I don't even want to be a drunk girl. Ok, that's a lie."

HAH! So true, so true. Few things in life are better sober, and I don't count guys among those things either.