This is the story of a girl who
cried a river and drowned the whole world who dropped the ball on blogging last night and this is why.
It all started with SuperSheep on a beach trying to rescue her flock. Except not really. More like when I hauled ass to check out an apartment on my lunch break. So there was this character of a woman working in the office and she was showing me and my new roommate (eeek!!) the model unit and going on and on about how much she loves Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada. She wanted to show us the balcony, but she failed to see the screen door and she practically jumped straight into it, breaking the screen and making us laugh hysterically.
After a whirlwind of laughter and security deposits, we decided to move into our new place on Friday, which just so happens to also be the day my parents get here!!!! So roommate, check. New apartment, check. Excitement for my parents' arrival, double check. But this still doesn't explain my blog tardiness! Well let me essplain.
After work I decided to third wheel it up by going out to dinner with my cousin and his ladyfriend where we drank Moscow Mules (umm, delicious) at a place where they give you cotton candy after your meal. Like, seriously. Dream come flippin true. Then we headed to the city to see Midnight Cinema (formerly Thriving Ivory) in concert (apparently my cousin knows everyone, including famous band members).
And in case you were wondering, the answer is yes, I did Photoshop out the reflection of my iPhone in my forehead. Like I said, straight from work to dinner to concert, no time for changing, powdering or looking cute-ness of any kind. Several rum and diets, long islands and kamikaze shots later...
I was eating a microwave burrito with a spoon. In other words, in no shape for blogging (do you even know how many spelling errors I found in this post?!) I hope you'll forgive me. I'm off to eat all the things in the name of my hangover.
PS: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDIO!!! I love you!