Lively, eh?

Drank last night. Was fun. Threw up...five (ish) times. I felt better after I did of course. Joss threw up too. She had a lot of alcohol. Six shots of Jäger, some vodka, four wine coolers. I only had four shots of Jäger and two wine coolers. Which is actually more than I have ever drank before. Most definitely called Jason and left him a voicemail. I do not remember that at all. He called me back. I talked to him. Joss talked to him for like twenty minutes. Oh-dear. She talked with him while I was throwing up too. She told him he sounded like a door-to-door salesman. (looks at me) "What do door-to-door salesmen sell anyway?" "Vacuum cleaners?" (back to Jason) "You sell vacuums." She was telling him he didn't sound like she thought he would. It was...an interesting night. Called Nate too. Luckily he was on break. Didn't talk for long though. Probably for the best.
*sigh* Nate. Nate Nate Nate Nate Nate Nate. Naaaaaaaattteee. What can I say? I am madly in love with someone who lives 8600 miles away from me. I am so retardedly happy. The only way I could see myself happier is if he were actually here. I dream of the future. I dream of wonderful weekends spent in bed. I dream of sheet dresses around the house, tea with breakfast, and once again being wrapped in his arms.
I really need to clean my keyboard. Or just buy a new one.
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Drunken pics in next post. I promise.