my hangover cures

one of my best friends turned 21 on wednesday so i pretty much died. like, we were cut-off at the bar. i've NEVER been cut-off before. buuuuut it was for the best because we got home and i was somehow more drunk than she was and was acting a fool in my living room. so needless to say i was in pain yesterday and the only two things that made me feel better both came from my big duck, A.

i usually don't like things that make me seem like a typical bitch but there are some exceptions, and one of them is the hunger games. i am obsessed with this shit for real. i got so excited when i saw the posters i almost threw up. that could have just been the hangover though. but for serious, i DIE for cinna.

the other girly shit that i'm obsessed with is jazzy nails. i go fucking nuts for glitter nail polish and when my sister told me to look at the muppets opi collection i thought it was only because i have a very real attraction to animal but boy was i wrong. this is my shit. SIX glittery nail polishes! are you fucking kidding me?! i hope you all enjoy my jazzy nails for the next three months.

squirrel talk

last night i ventured home to see girl talk with my big duck and her man. after hearing from my friends that girl talk has been "only okay" recently i was worried that he would just play All Day and call it a night. oh was i fucking mistaken. my boy threw DOWN. his new mash-ups had this girl dancing like a straight fool. much fun was had by all and i learned never to attempt to learn how to ride a bike after six too many drinks at 2am in the rain.

rock me like a furricane

i'm really not concerned about the hurricane situation but my mother is a different story. it's as if cnn told her personally to prepare for the coming apocalypse. i'm not about to complain though because due to the weather i am in for a weekend of sister time, hurricane sangria and maple syrup cinnamon buns and those are three of my most favorite things so i'm very lucky. stay safe boners and don't try and be a hero.