"I have something to tell you, and you can't say anything..."

-10, J

The title of this post is what V said to me this morning. Knowing where she'd gone on the night of her birthday (and guessing that she'd gotten pretty loaded while she was there), I was pretty concerned about what this confession was.

To be honest, I wasn't even sure that I wanted to hear whatever she had to say next.

Watched White Irish Drinkers this weekend. It's a lot like that Ben Affleck movie where they rob banks, but it didn't have as much budget.

If you go to 1:17 of this clip, you'll see what my roommate tried to reinact this weekend...minus the person considering suicide...really, just the song. It was awesome.

+10, V

So there I am, second row, screaming (and I mean screaming) at the cowboy who was undressing before my eyes. By the end he was fully undressed. Only a few do that, so my eyes were really glued to the stage. Only after the show was over and I saw him fully clothed at the DJ booth did I recognize him as a guy from the small town where I grew up. I put a lot of thought into whether or not I should go over and see if it really was him.  After standing and staring for at least a full minute, I couldn't do it.  Turns out I didn't have to cause he came up to me and said "I thought I recognized you"  I was mortified and could only respond as my drunk self would allow in total shock "Oh my god, I screamed for you...I didn't know it was you. Well at least you have a big weiner, good for you."

He and I are bbm friends now and he texted me throughout the weekend. It's getting weird, I think I'm going to delete him.

Went 'home' to my small town this weekend and got tanked. Wasn't able to eat until 5pm yesterday. I've got to quit this. In fact, I've asked J to keep me accountable.

-10, J

V's confession was "I feel like I'm about to get sick".

This would have a lot more impact if you knew that she has been saying this for the past three weeks.