the send off

here's the hostess cake that susan and taryn "made" for me. if you look real close, you'll see that it's a vagina, complete with a cherry. they know me so well.





















i forgot to take any pictures cause i was taking shots the whole time, but here's me and Coach Pete (this dude grew out this most awesome moustache and it was his last night of being an awesome moustache haver - shaving it off at midnight he did). it's better to just focus your attention on him, i look like a deranged version of me with a creepshow of a right hand.

my future ex husband

don't worry, he'll have at least 2 other wives to take care of him.

here be terry:

my liver is tired

after this weekend, i could probably take off at least 3 weekends and my shit still wouldn't heal. i could be melodramatic, i don't care. shit was hurtin'.

yea me! finished with the tap room. i sat my last table - unbeknownst to them - around 8:35 pm and pretty much started drinking immediately. and i realize that of course, that unsuspecting couple wasn't my LAST table ever sat, but it's gonna be a loooong time before i'll be there again as a worker bee. it feels good and it hasn't even been a week...

happy cinco de mayo bitches! or rather, happy SEIS de mayo. that's when the real sexicans partied, if you're wondering. yep. at casa de maria y chris, shit was all about tequila, pinatas and tacos. no complaints over here. drank from like 6:30 until about 1-something. luckily kiersten, who had an earlier start AND a later finish, was the designated driver and we dropped off two other wastoids on our way in. we all made it. all i know is that wearing a fucking small sombrero is the way to celebrate ANY holiday. i kept mine, it'll be worn again.

i really don't have anything to say. it's just kinda meh at work. here's something precious. this woman in philosophy got a puppy: