Is there AA for buying shoes?

I got my state tax return today, so I did what any irresponsible person would do, pretended it never existed and shopped. The best friend and I indulged in some much needed girl time and shopped our way around our favorite town. After we lost our hangovers and woke up. Last night we had the biggest party we’ve had at our new apartment yet and I got HAMMERED. I seriously haven’t been that drunk since I stumbled my away around St. Maarten. And that’s the day I went to the nude beach with my mom. The last thing I remember about last night was taking one shot of sour apple Burnette’s. I apparently took two. And then fell. I woke up this morning still drunk and when I looked down still clothed. My roommate dropped me into bed, pulled the covers up to my knees, and threw the dogs in with me. So as you can tell, in order to fully recover, shopping was needed. I bought two pairs of pink wedges, but they’re totally different, I swear, and two pairs of flip flops. One pair is Patron and one pair is Corona. And while both are alcohol, both are completely different. I got a pair of Rock and Republic jeans for $38. I got a pair of Citizens of Humanity for $21. I also got a bunch of tops, but none are so exciting that I have to share. And now, I have to go hang all this shit up.


Just call me Jack Sparrow

Today I didn’t have work and a friend of mine didn’t have school so we did what any one would do. We stole a canoe. OK, so technically we didn’t steal it per se… We totally asked. While we were taking it. Besides, we stole it from the yacht club, it’s not like we both don’t work there. When we pulled up our creepy manager’s car was there (I swear he lives there…) so she called him and he asked her what we were doing because he saw us creeping around the building. His only concern was that we didn’t die since we were both scheduled for this weekend. It was a very successful trip though. We canoed out to this island in the lake. Drank a beer. And then canoed back. By the end of the summer we will be so good at this commandeering boats thing that we might try a sail boat.

I suck, and I’m sorry.

Life has been so incredibly, insanely, awesomely busy the last… what is it, month? I promise to make more of an effort to update this, should anyone actually be reading it. We finally moved into our new apartment right on the lake and it’s beautiful. I’m working all the time so now my job not only kills my weekends it kills pretty much my entire life. When I’m not working I’m too busy enjoying my apartment that I don’t want to go anywhere. Needless to say, it does not help the boy situation. I caved a few weeks ago and slept with engineer boy again. And I’m still pretty much constantly talking to him, but I realized that every so often I need to just do me and he will always come back if he really loves me. An ex boyfriend (I’ll call him Navy boy) of mine recently came back into contact and he’s constantly telling me how much he misses me. He promised to see me when he was on leave. As much as he aggravates the hell out of me most of the time… there’s something about him. And so yet again, it comes down to Engineer Boy vs. Navy Boy. But that history is for another post. Right now I have a bowl and a movie and a bed calling my sweet name.