Peas and Carrots.

I know this blog is supposed to be suitable for all ages, but I just have to tell you all about last night. It's not quite official yet, (I still have 3 pages of a paper to write) but I am pretty much done, as is the rest of the cohort. We finished our last final at 6pm yesterday evening. So...we went out to a dive bar that serves stiff drinks (this is no exaggeration) and the truth is, two Long Island Iced Teas and a Washington apple shot later, I don't actually remember much of the night. To that, I say, HELL YES. My new creative little phrase (whoa, lots of adjectives) is that I got LIIT (pronounced lit - like I lit a candle) last night...you know, L(ong) I(sland) I(ced) T(ead). It's a verb, but it's also an acronym. I know, I'm so clever! Oh, and my cohort now knows that I am vain - I told them last night. AND, this was BEFORE I got totally hit on by this one dude! Ha! It only served to confirm my biased view of myself. I made sure to mention this to Zack when he picked us (me, Christine, and Kelly) up (I'm so mean) and was, in turn, subject to our obnoxious behavior. He's so great. He actually drove around looking for me for 30 minutes. My disclaimer? My phone died! I think I might be a little too much for him to handle. Let me restate that: I think WE might be a little too much for him to handle. It was a little crazy to say the least! Needless to say, it was a "relaxing" night. BUT I LOST MY SCARF FROM FRANCE AND I RIPPED MY FAVORITE SWEATER. I guess that's what happens when I'm so inebriated that I can't even walk down the stairs. Oops. Sorry to those I called last night...Brianna said that she's never heard my voice sound so high-pitched before. He, he. I laughed at that. Who knows, maybe I'm still drunk this morning? I suppose that wouldn't be so bad....

:) My paper calls...