I exploded a bottle of laundry detergent in my parking lot, locked myself out of the house, made a layered purple drink with way too much tequila. The broken bottle of detergent distracted me while i was getting out of the car, which caused me to forget to lock the car, which saved my ass when i locked myself out of the house because michael's copy of the housekey is in the car. The purple drink ... i bought a big round bottle of chambord. yummy.
Michael and i went out to greek food last night. I have greek food all the time, no problem, but something in the pita i ate yesterday, i think i'm allergic to. Immediately after dinner, i broke out in a red spotty rash, then i felt hot and sick for a few hours afterward. So that greek place is off the list.
He was exceptionally cuddly yesterday and it was great.
I was supposed to go to a club, but everyone flaked for different reasons. Have to give credit to Kylie, at least she tried to go. I went to Heather's house and hung out with her and Mahmood, but Heather was so doped up on Vicodin that it wasn't so much fun. I drove back to my mom's house just after midnight.
Yesterday I went shopping, burned the balance off of an old giftcard, and scoured clearance racks for gloves, fishnets, stationery, and books. I got out of the mall with as much as i could carry for about $40. I was quite proud of myself.
Heather and I are going to visit Danny today. She's going to be here any minute and yelling at me for not being ready, so i guess i should go get ready.