Does that sound as silly as I'm afraid it does?
Anyway, several of us converged upon Mexico Lindo to
My pick for funniest moment of the night:
Julie gets up for a minute and I sit down in her chair as she hollers something along the lines of "You better get out of my chair when I get back, bitch."
After a couple minutes, I stand up and someone (Kevin?) takes the chair.
Julie comes back, and Kevin starts to get up. Julie stops him, saying, "No, don't get up, you're a guest. Kelly's more like a roommate."
Actually, now that I think about it, for the number of nights I've crashed on Julie and Dave's couch, I should be paying them rent. Or at least buying them a fuckton of tequila.
Then sertrel drunk-dialed me. Much fun!
So today I am tired, behind on my sleep, and sore from sleeping funny on the couch. The line to give me massages starts over there. *ducks*