It's My Party and I'll Lose My Purse If I Want to!

This morning I awoke to find my shoes sitting on my dresser, my phone in my hand and a headache that no amount of advil could cure. After a thorough investigation of my apartment for all of my belongings I also found a note written in eyeliner on a paper towel that read:

"Hey Asshole - you're welcome. Nice place!"- Rach

Apparently my evil alter ego was not very nice to Rachel last night but she helped me make it home (with my purse) anyway. I really was only pretending to be wasted so she would finally come over - I've lived there since July and she had yet to come visit!

If Rachel had been able to find a pen this is what she would have written instead:

mere: you are the bestest friend a drunk girl could have
Rach: well you would do the same for me
I was gonna try to be clever if i could have found a pen:
# of bruises you might have tomorrow: 4
# of times you called me an asshole: 16
# of security dudes who were looking for me: 5
# of times you fell up your stairs: 2
# of minutes it took you to face plant into your bed: .50
mere: ha, amazing,i just love you more now!

In a weird case of foresight, Dana predicted how drunk I would get last night months ago at Juanitas. Or was she just comparing her boob size to the margharitas. I'm guessing it is the latter option. Those drinks were tiny!

Enough said!

"What'syersongoftheday":
Mere- Night On Fire/ VHS or Beta
Dane- How Near How Far/ And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
Rach- My Humps/ Black Eyed Peas
Del- Last of the Steam Powered Trains/ The Kinks