BRETT!!! I thought you had completely abandoned this place (like I really have room to bitch about it though...I have updated all of what, 5 times in like a year???)!!! Anyways, your pic is back up and it's also in the file manager under brett.jpg. And, um, yeah...lets definetley go "snowboarding"...what color was your board again? And your outfit was what color??? Sounds like so much fun!!! Everything is ok after New Years, but thanks for your concern! And call me sometime because I really miss you and want you to come down...maybe we can have another "barbeque"!
So, I am never ever ever drinking again. I have barely drank since this summer (when I was drinking like a god damn fish!), but there was a big party at Eric's on Friday night so I figured what the hell, I'm gonna have some fun! I started drinking at about 9 pm, before barely anybody had even shown up. I was having a good time, only having a couple of shots of Yager and Southern Comfort here and there, but soon I was pretty lit. So, everytime someone would come in I was all "Hey, wanna take a shot with me?!", by about 11:30, when the party was just getting started, I was in Eric's room, praying to the porcelian god. When I woke up, passed out with my head on the bathroom scale, wearing one of my clubbing outfits (which I still can't remember out how I got into...I was wearing jeans and a little t-shirt when the party started, but I was later informed that I got mad because some girl was wearing a halter top and I wanted to be the cutest girl there so I put that on...um, embarrassing!) I figured I had been out for only a half hour or so. I somehow managed to stumble my ass to the bed and realized it was 3 am...I had been out for 3 freaking hours! Eric came in and layed down next to me cause he was pretty drunk himself. I then started to dry heave (my stomach was COMPLETELY empty from puking so much!) for about 2 hours...When I finally woke up the next day around noon I had the worst hangover of my life. Eric's cousin who doesn't drink let me know that I had had at least 15 shots...at least thats how many he counted! Um, 15 shots is a whole entire fifth!!! I figure that I had a pretty good case of alcohol poisoning, so I am laying off the bottle for awhile, which isn't hard because I barely ever drink anyways!
Anyways, thanks for listening to my sob story...I'm gonna get off my butt now and go running and then go tanning (Gee, you think anyone knows I fake and bake? It's winter in Washington and I look like a hawaian!).
Love,
Tiffany Marie