I Swear I'm Not Morbid, Really!!

Looking over my post titles? I seem obsessed with death! Which is totally misleading. I'm rabidly happy most times! You'll just have to trust me until you get to know me a bit better...

So tomorrow's the last day of class for this semester, and I totally don't feel like doing the homework for it, which is prolly why I'm online. Can't wait though, because tomorrow night we're taking my friend out for her birthday, and I'm going to ride in a limo! Apparently I rode in a really small limo when my ancient brother got married about a decade or so ago, but who remembers such things?

Last weekend I went out with some friends to Fluid. It was an uneventful night. Too much smirnoff twisted will do that. The most exciting part of the whole night was when I broke the heel off my favourite boots, and my trusty-even-when intoxicated British friend whipped out the duct tape and fixed me up just fine. Take a look at her handiwork! sexy, isn't it?

Well, as fun as this awkward self revelation is, I need to run downstairs and get fed before the dining hall closes.... mmmmm rez food!