Yeah so I'm blogging while drunk. On the bus....again. No lardos near me this time. Just came from a quickie drink with the co-workers. Quick as in an hour & a half. So thst puts me off an hour for the next event I'm headed to which is my linesister's bachelorette party at....wait for it....Hunkamania. *Sigh* I really don't want to go since I don't like male strippers. The corn quotiant is just too high. She's lucky I love her & that I missed her bridal shower or I would totally opt out.
An elder sister just got on the bus. Is it bad that I'm not getting up? She looks vibrant & healthy though. No cane or anything. Screw it, I'm drunk.
Anyhoo, I'm gonna be a tired bastard tomorrow. I have a hair appointment, chapter meeting, a houswarming & I'm meeting Vic's Ninnine (I totally spelled that wrong). I'm a popular bitch (not). I'm sorta nervous about meeting Vic's godmother. We're supposed to be a lot alike. That may well not be a good thing. What if she doesn't like me? That would fucking blow asschuncks. Especially since she is someone who Vic absolutely loves her. I'll try not to worry since there I nothing I can do short of being myself.
Back to this bachelorette deal. I hate that I wish I could have my hair done & lose 10 lbs before I go. I guess I always want to look my best when I meet up with Sorors from my chapter and rarely ever do in my opinion. It's prolly leftover shit from undergrad when my chapter Sorors were some of the flyest chicks you ever did see. I sorta felt I didn't measure up. I sorta still feel that way. Oh well, there ain't shit I can do about it. Fuck it I'm doing me.
I've yammered enough. I'll post pics & whatnot later. Yeah I know I said that shit before. I'll do it for reals.
Later.....
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