Speaking of alcohol...I had my first hangover EVER this weekend and it was a bitch. I think I still feel a little sick. I guess I've always been a bit of a late bloomer. For the number of times that I've been drunk in my life, like COMPLETELY shitfaced, it's a wonder how I got this far without waking up and not wanting to move. Or wanting to puke for three days straight. And of course that had to happen when my grandma is here. But she had no idea. I'm just THAT smooth.
And I'm just looking at the pictures I took. I should not be allowed near a camera when I'm drunk. My pictures are so embarrassing. It's like I take the same bad picture 5 million times. Can an extreme love of making facebook albums be considered a fetish? Because...yeah...
So my grandma just left this morning after going to hum lecture. I could tell she had an awesome time- she never stopped smiling the entire time. I wish we could have done more when I was "sick", but at least she went out on her own and explored. I'm so glad she liked it here. She loved Portland and ALL my friends who were sooo wonderful to her. I heart my g-ma!!!
Abby was cool. She came to surprise Ray for his birthday and we all had a great time until I totally blacked out and woke up on Blake's floor. Anyway, she wasn't snobby at all like I semi-expected. I gave it a chance and she turned out pretty awesome. I think she's one of those people who looks like she's too pretty to be nice but then you actually talk to her and she's actually sweet.
OH GOD I have too much to do so I'll get back to this blogging business some other time. Peace and love.
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