i just wanted to come here and tell you all that i really, really like girls.
like especially girls that are similar to me in all my gluttonous ways.
like why even bother hiding the primal beasts that we all are at our very core? there's no point.
and the reason i'm talking about my beast tendencies is because tonight is the very biggest drinking night of the year. and i totally had plans to eat wings at my favorite bar down the street but then it turns out shitler has bowling, my one friend has a date, and my other friend is re-financing her home (SHE'S A DAMN GROWN UP) thus leaving me dateless for over-indulging on wing date. so instead the plan is to eat spicy hot chicken wings (probably twelve of them) and some haystack onion rings. then wash it all down with a family-sized bottle of wine while watching episodes of top chef that i've already seen like three too many times.
also my blanket scarf arrived this week.
so i'll just be hanging out in it. kissy duck face and all because i'll be wined up by myself.
also can we talk about how cat pictures literally tell the story of my entire life.
like after i consume the obnoxious amount of food that i have planned and also the wine i imagine i will look like this:
what do YOU have planned for tonight?
if you have nothing then join me by eating chicken wings