i'm about to go to "that lame cowboy bar" with my best friend and my boyfriend. i'm a bit tipsy, and i really don't know if this is such a good idea. tiffany is excited though, and i haven't done my friendly deeds lately. meh.
according to my boyfriend, i sweat too much and my breath smells like sour milk. thanks for the self esteem boost, ass. this week has been full of firsts, and i've enjoyed everyone of them.
i love it when something exciting happens, and its so much easier to get out of bed the next morning. i love waking up with that "it's a beautiful day" feeling. i wish i wasn't so stuffed up and sniffly.. i think i would enjoy this a whole lot more.