re-cap

yesterday i woke up and listened to fleetwood mac with jimi. then we went to brunch with wes at north start. my pancakes weren't even great. we had good talks.
then i went home and practiced walking in my new prada heels naked.
i live alone, i do what i want.
then i went to a friend's wedding. it was beautiful. i didn't cry. i thought i would. the air conditioning wasn't working at the reception. everyone was a giant sweaty mess. i hope they like the gifts i got them. i hope i can see them and their daughter more now that they moved back to columbus.
it was open bar but i didn't get drunk. they played a lot of black eyed peas? thought i was going to meet up with my dad for crash o rama but he didn't answer his phone.
then odes put his bare stomach on the window of my car. we went home to change so we could go to MARCON. bought vodka and orange juice at giant eagle, concocted the drinks in the alley and walked to the regency. upon arrival we were greeted with glow in the dark facepaint, a cat vest, a bathtub full of pbr, and fake badges so we could get into parties around the hotel. people also jumped through a hula hoop onto the bed but that ended quickly when the vent was broken. the events that followed become a blur of cling ons, elevators, more and more friends appearing, and a wheelchair. we made our own dance party in the ballroom and told the dj what to play. i danced with some guy to michael jackson and we were so fancy. my dad called me back at midnight. great timing. lost my cat necklace. went to find it even though odes said it would never be found..because i mean, it's a huge hotel. but don't worry, it was waiting for me at the ballroom and was handed to me by an employee of some sort. realized i was too drunk to be there anymore (but still knew i wasn't as drunk as bridget) so we walked home. except i really struggled doing so. i would love to know how long it took us to get back. odes lost one of my earrings. i somehow got a fan and put it in my room. i can't find the shirt i was wearing last night.
listened to my dad's voicemail and two school buses crashed into the crowd last night so it's good we didn't go. ate left over red lobster. want to go hiking NOW. also want to drink my weight in apple juice. oh and falkor won't stop panting and it's creepy as hell.

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