friday night: ladies night with some chicks from work who rarely get out of the house. it could've been tame, but it was the exact opposite. hooray for dancing like we're in kanye video! a pretty boy asked me for my phone number and i obliged. he called last night and we small-talked a bit, and he informed me (i really don't know how this came up) that he has a car-unlocking kit thingy. he is now my new favorite person as i am REALLY BAD about locking myself out of the malibu.
saturday: hey, let's go to tulsa! why the hell not? irish music, satellite radio, plenty of cigarettes and miss kathleen made the trip go by quickly and st. patrick's day at jenny's was ON FIRE for real. *sigh* that was seriously fun. except for eskimo joe. jesus jenny, being single is not a terminal illness and please quit telling people i will f*ck for a buck because we both know the rates have gone up. :)
i am at work right now, really wishing i'd taken a little bit more advantage of sunday evening (aka recovery time) but of course i did not. i missed ANTM on wednesday and the CW (bless their little hearts) re-ran it last night. all in all, weekend = success and melissa = not as young as she used to be.