The New Year's Eve party wasn't as exciting as I thought it would be. It was OK. People in DC just don't know how to party. Some frat guy was hitting on me all night. He's out of college and not in a frat any more (I think he's 25), but I know he was fratguy in college, even though he never actually said so. He's from an Ivy League school and he's tall, good looking and has muscles. Actually I don't like guys who are too perfect, because their heads become too big and they think they are god's gift to women. Guys are sexier when they have a little humility. Actually, I think I'm just a bit weird that way. My anorexic roommate would love to go out with fratguy.
I have a headache. I don't even know why I'm even awake right now. I'm going to go back to sleep.
3 comments:
Hey, I went to an Ivy League university, am tall, and have muscles! But I didn't go to a New Year's Eve party in DC and I certainly wasn't hitting on anybody. Heh. Nice blog. Good luck with it.
Ok, Libertarian Girl- time to shake off the hangover and get to work. Where's the blogroll? Huh? Where is it? Get it up there on the right side, and be quick about it. I want to see Neal Boortz (the greatest Libertarian of our time) on the very top of it- and my blog had better be on there somewhere. C'mon, kid- there's not enough of us in the world, much less the blogosphere.
But seriously, welcome to the world 'o blogs. It's nice to have another "enlightened one" in our midst...
Happy New Year!
2Slick
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