Fuck, I'm actually hung over. I only had one drink, I'm pitifully.
An old friend that has snagged herself a rich one had a birthday party at their four story immaculately decorated townhouse last night. When I grow up I also want to have an elevator in my home.
I'm really behind in work so going to try to get somewhat caught up today although I'm not holding out much hope as often on Sunday's friends start dropping by unexpected.
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