I’ve had a few drinks…what of it? I turned 30 yesterday. I can indulge if I please. I’ve worked 7 days and will work another 6. I am totally entitled to drinks. The only stipulation is that we complete the evening by 9 so that I can sleep a good 9 hours. Otherwise I will be a beast in the morning. Or will I?
Sometimes staying up late and having drinks puts me in a great mood the next day. Odd. Very odd. Maybe it’s from the laughter. Lovelies #’s 1 and 2 both put on quite the amusing show shaking their little booties to pop songs. Scandalous, really. I don’t know where they learned these moves. They are hysterical though. Hysterical.
Arrg. I’m a little drunk. My brain is happy. I’m going to go zone out to the news and learn even more about the weather.