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.