i awoke with the question " am i really hungover, or actually sick?" running through my head. six hours later i still can't tell the difference. anyways, last night i spend dancing to a local bad called "the bow river", they do awesome covers of classic country songs and turn em into something you dance too: in which i intoxicatedly carried out for way too long. a long while later an extremely inebriated brady and i stumbled home and passed out. today however has not been so magical, but at least ive got an excuse to wallow in bed all day and watch willow...woooo. this new store opened a few blocks from my house called cruffs: house of cream puffs. fuck yeah! view assorted cream puffs in picture above, i hit it on my walk of shame. tonight i am going to go for nachos with marie and roger, but after that it is mack's 18th birthday so ill have to go buy him a drink or six.
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