Bar Talk.

I just got home from Kayla's birthday shindigging at a couple of bars, and even though I am completely sober, I still feel immensely drunk. Maybe when I think I'm drunk, it's actually just surroundings and not really alcohol at all. Probably not though.

Favorite Parts Of The Evening:
1. A tender butterfly moment in the bathroom.
2. Making a fool of myself in front of some comedian guy, mistaking him for someone I thought I knew, and then realizing it was just some guy I knew from facebook.
3. Seeing two people who I want desperately to fall in love, run across the street hand in hand.
4. Dancing on a speaker.
5. Every time that Stephanie Campbell randomly showed up and Clair squealed.
6. Doing things I'm not normally brave enough to do unless I'm drunk. i.e. dancing on a speaker.
7. Irish car bombs!
8. When I saw McDreamboat. However, not when he was rubbing himself on some blonde. BOO!

I'm off to read another chapter of my book before bed.

To Clair: I was being sarcastic when I said thanks for the gas money. You never gave me any. I love that you said thank you though. It was drunken and adorable.

To Aimee: I'm glad we talk again. The lining of my purse smells like apple vodka.

To Kenzie: I meant no offense. I really am just joking most of the time and you can at least 98% of the time not take me seriously. Also, you looked really cute tonight and your hair was tops.

To Matt: See you in three weeks buddy. Or when I come to steal all of your awesome new music!

To Jenn: If you're reading this. I didn't know that you read this thing. At first I found it strange. I'm over it.