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what i do to myself
written @ 5:54 p.m. on 2003-01-11

I can be soo stupid sometimes. Just don't know when to quit, or at least I didn't yesterday. We sometimes go to the playboy masion, the nastiest house you will ever go to, but yesterday we went to the actual house they live in. It was very nice.

Kristen's friends came out from Baltimore this weekend. A 4-5 hour drive. Much longer than a 1 1/2 hour drive. (hint hint) ;) So we went out and partied with them.

I got drunker than I should've, puked in the cab on the way back, which I still feel terrible about, then got back, and they forced me to throw up, by giving me warm water. That stuff really works. Then I went to bed, and today I'm fine. I had a really good time before I puked. They were playing good music, and we had a spot by the window.

You want to hear the funniest thing, Brandi got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Well she walks out the wrong door and gets lost. Lol. You have to understand, our floor is just a big square, and she got lost. She went up the stairs to the 13th floor and started going down floor by floor. When she ot back to 10, she was again on the wrong side and walked into Carla and Jamie's room. lol she said that she was about to just go to sleep on their floor, but walked around one more time and finally found our room.

goodbye.

then - now