It’s Friday, and I’m feeling like someone put a hammer to my head.
I guess that’s what happens when you have three martinis for dinner, and then ¾ of a pint of Ben and Jerrys for your second dinner (don’t you love the way I didn’t eat the ENTIRE container? I figured I was being “good” by leaving some behind. What a conscientious dieter I am!)
They’re serving “St Paddys Day” breakfast in the open space this morning. I can’t decide if I want to venture in there or not. My stomach is saying “no,mother fucker, don’t you put another thing inside me.” But my intellect is telling me that I should eat something to rid myself of this hangover-ish thing I’ve got going on.
In addition to being hungover, I’m horny as hell. I would very much like to have some long, dirty, loud, raucous sex. Oh yes, I would.
Funnily enough, I look kind of cute today. I even straightened my hair and wore makeup. I don’t know what the occasion is, but I caught a married fucker checking me out on the subway. So I guess the effort wasn’t totally for naught. Ha.
What’s everyone doing this weekend? Are you going to venture into the wild for St Patrick’s Day? Or, like me, will you be hiding out, waiting for the throngs of bridge and tunnels to leave their trail of puke through the streets of the East Village and then get the hell out to go back to the burbs? ;)
Off to find me some aspirin.
4 comments:
Guitar Hero II & Shoot em up video games...
what about my loud, raucous sex???
I've noticed that about the hungover look! Maybe after drinking, you don't give a shit about your looks that day, which is somehow attractive? Also good job on the Ben & Jerry's restraint.
Yea. Now that I took another look, not as hot as I thought. I could use a good microdermabrasion treatment, let me tell you.
Maybe next time I'll just smear the B&J all over my face for a smoother, rosier complexion ;)
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