Saturday, April 4, 2009

"I don't think I'm ever gonna feel better..."

dear katie,
you killed me.

katie is in town from miami for the weekend, so of course we had to make a big night of it.
it all began with margs & dillas at mico (obvs), followed by cocktails at whitney's apartment pre-knox st pub. go hard or go home, i guess.
i probably should have gone home.
that last shot phil wright (HAHA) bought put me over the edge.
it was so bad, in fact, that i physically could not get out of bed until 4pm today.

and now girlfriend wants me to go out again tonight!?
pshhh... shoo biish. i'm not in college anymore.

remember this?

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