alright i'm still dying, fyi. look no capitals, bad grammar & punctuation ahead, i swear. not to mention my right heel is DYING. i'm a mess. oklahoma fucks people up. i am fucked. after friday night being so AMAZING, i didn't know how we would live saturday. um..i think shay was still there? oh yeah, she was. we spent the day dicking around, that's for sure. shay and i woke up at got some coffee from the always amazing*~ starbucks in bixby. we had to go back to woodland hills, shay needed makeup. god for some awful reason this day was a blur. i bought some horrendous yellow dress to wear. it was cute though. we went back, i think we had some cocktails to start the night off right and headed downtown. i don't remember who we saw that night but it was all sorts of fun, even if shay & i walked around randomly. we met up with bree for a drink right down from cain's, well i wasn't drinking there, she was.
i seriously can't understand what happened this night. except crazy almost dance parties. and hot heath ledger look alikes. it was a hit mess. so blah blah blah we ended up back at the apartment and shay had to leave to drive home. i miss her terribly. i slept like 3 hours and woke up to:
liiiiindsey....can you get my shirt, it's by the door?
it seems to me that C had the bad case of GHB-sies. friday night she was fall down drunk out of nowhere, saturday she was being stripped. what the hell.
saturday we ended up seeing step brothers (ashley & i) and then the dark knight (the four of us went, second time seeing it, i think it's safe to say we'd all bang the joker....not kidding). we had the most god awful kids behind us and A went to complain to the staff. it was ridic. TWENTY TIMES we turned around to say 'shut the fuck up you brats'. i paid $2.75 but not to hear your dumb ass talk.
we ended up downtown at plan B, drinking before our 14 hour car ride home and let me tell you, it was fun in my head when we made plans to do it but when the alarm went off at 6:30 a.m. to leave, i was sobbing. i don't know what i drank, it could have been draino for all i know, and it was amazing. i had four and vaguely remembering ending up at a waffle house then demanding C takes me to the moe house. if there was tequila in my drinks, the night makes a lot of sense now. i drove most of the way home too, it was hotness in a bottle (idk i'm so tired STILL, i've had 8 hours of sleep the last four days, yay stackers).
i am so glad to be home, i missed my shower; the pressure is heavenly. i missed my dog too. even though she ignores me half the time.
ps:
my heel kills, i'm about to slice it off.
