Red Mittens.

Tonight was fun. I decided to make an appearance at Aidan's birthday and ended up staying most of the night.

-Saw old friends
-Resumed crush on one of said friends
-Talked to a Hungarian man who looked EXACTLY like Christopher Walken
-Yelled, "It's pronounced gouda at a bunch of Aidan's friends".
-Drank baby Guiness

Has anyone noticed how I've written a blog every day this year thus far! Crazy. I'm not even an interesting person, imagine if I was! Double post days! Triple post days!

Good night. That one shot went straight to my head and now I'm talking nonsense.

Also, look what Aimee did to my hand! I have bruised fingertips too.