...but it was a good weekend. matter of fact, it was a great weekend. friday night i was dr. mchottie at a party where i knew hardly anyone, and thank goodness because it was probably the most adult drama i've ever seen in one night, excluding thursday night television. eleise was SUPER cute as an eskimo and was SUPER sweet to allow me to borrow her outfit when i realized that the shin-dig in russellville was also a costume party. i couldn't wear the scrubs... we had some glow-sticks friday night... someone popped 'em open... i had fun drawing on myself... no time for laundry... anyhow. mike was a spartan, i was an eskimo, we both were maybe a little bit out of control.
but we seriously had a good time. so why thumbs down monday? i got to work at 6am, and came home at 8:30. i started getting all shaky and sweaty and pale and i felt like i was going to black out at about 7:15. so then i puked (GROSS) and then i ate something. and i feel no better. *sigh* so i came home and i actually just woke up. it's 1pm. i loooove days off, but not at this price. boooo. tomorrow's a new day. fingers crossed that i make it until then.
but we seriously had a good time. so why thumbs down monday? i got to work at 6am, and came home at 8:30. i started getting all shaky and sweaty and pale and i felt like i was going to black out at about 7:15. so then i puked (GROSS) and then i ate something. and i feel no better. *sigh* so i came home and i actually just woke up. it's 1pm. i loooove days off, but not at this price. boooo. tomorrow's a new day. fingers crossed that i make it until then.
