I went to an awesome party downtown Chicago yesterday . ALthough I didnt plan to drink too much I couldnt resist those pumpkin margaritas and Yes I got totaled. I paid the price for it this morning . I couldnt eat , sleep , or even sip on anything. Just a few minutes ago I had my first meal of the day- Three spoonfuls of oatmeal.

Now its time to get ready for another night and so off I went to curl my hair. I must not be totally sober yet because I fucken burned my pinky on the curling iron and then while jumping around I accidently threw the iron on my pomeranian. UPS

He squeeled like a pig being skinned ( I know how it sounds like I once witnessed it in Poland ) and to tell the truth I feel like crap about burning him. I'll make it up to him for buying him some new toys tommorow.

Back to curling .