Wow. I’ve forgotten how much fun Bacardi can be. Hopefully I won’t be feeling like death warmed over tomorrow.

I have been listening to a dance remix of Mesmerized by Faith Evans over and over and over again, and chatting with boys. One of whom told me he had recently been released from prison (third time doing time) and he can’t leave the state (NJ) until November and he hopes I understand. FUCK NO I DON’T UNDERSTAND! LOL! He was convicted of shoplifting to support his habit. Drugs, not booze, although he’s been off both for 25 months. I didn’t ask what, although I’m assuming something super awesome like smack.

And despite my drunkenness, I stopped myself from drunk texting MM. I wanted to quote Faith Evans by saying (and I may be paraphrasing, whatev) “Let me holla at you for a minute ’cause I got something I need to say.” What that something I need to say is, I’m not sure, which is what stopped me from texting him. LOL

And I added more fuschia highlights to my hair. I fucking rock.