Okay... Had a -great- frieking time last night. There were a few rough spots, but overall, it was a hit! I think me and Mary were the only ones who went home alone, which was jsut fine with me! haha I can't even imagine how you go about doing that!! Ack!

Anyway... It was a great time. Drank before we got in the limo- a couple of us a bit too much, but.. whatever. Like usual, I was Mama Abby, making sure nothing got killed, no one gt hurt, etc. etc. I was tipsy (possibly even more than that, but due to awesome genes, I can still think and react pretty easily), but more sober, or at least acted more sober, than the rest of the crew... Minus Laura. Who was my buuuuuddy for the night. haha

My outfit was DARLING! White linen pants with a brown satinesque top, matching sandals... So cute! hehe We have tons of pictures, most of which came out horribly due to laura being unable to aim or correctly tell me when she's going to press the button... haha But it's all good- there were at least a few cute ones, so whenever she gets home today, I will definitely have to steal them!! YAYA!!!

Hmm... What else? Oh yes. I gave a boy my phone number (proof I was -entirely- right in the head), and he left me a cute message, but... No. LoL I'm not quite sure what to do if he calls... Probably just not answer. Maybe I'll ask Cat, see what he says, because... Cat's the man. haha

PS. Not a booty-call, more of a... "Dear-God-I'm-freezing-and-my-door-won't-close-pleaase-warm-me-up" beg. Instead... Chicken soup and a good car mag? Mmm... I think that may be my good deed of the day- and then possibly an equally ouch-ish one attached. But that's wavering on the fence. I need food. One sec... FOOD!!

Alright, I got my oatmeal. Can i jsut say how crazy my body/brain is? I mean... If I got to bed at 10, I'm up at 9. If I go to bed at 3:30, say, I get up at 7:30. haha How F'ed up is that?! Mm... I love oatmeal. It'll stop these crazy little shaky things I got going on. Geez... I can't even tell you how much alcohol I consumed last ngiht. I had a HUGE bowl of pasta before, though, because I knew I was going to. I know I had at -least- 4 shots of rum... I poured them myself, but then I got handed TONS of shit in the limo... So... I'd guess at least another couple of shots... Oy. Considering I'm three-shot shorty, I'm thinking that's prolly not good. BUt that pasta did some good... I handled it okay.

God, this oatmeal is sooo good.

My receiver is NOT fucked up. Can I jsut tell you how frieking excited I am about that? It's like... amazing. I can't wait to call my mommy and tell her. I'm sooo excited. I kissed it. haha That's how excited I was.

Alright...homework time.