Listen..listen...I'm drunk.
So. I went to the grcoery store. I went, and I embraced my recent obsession with all things Mango. I found the Mangorita by Buglight, and did NOT read the alochol content (8%) and I just wanted to try it. Just a taste. So...I bought the 25 ounce one. I am half way there, trying to mae this necklace for a possible wedding piece or something for y brides maids. I have accidentally stabbed my lip with one of the needles 2 times. Drunk beading: more danergous than one would thing. Steve has rolled his pancreatic eyes at me a couple times, but I have told him to fuck off. I ate like a banshee this weekend. Seriously friends. It was a Friday night of TWO things of Ramen. Yes. TWO STEVE.Also...Tedd Grams...and in the morning following a hostess cup cake duo. Look. It happened. It wasn't as delicious as I thought it may have been, but then again, I was drunk....then as well. I am going out of town this weekend (Friday-Monday) for a professional development conference, which i