Drunken text messages. Woohoo.
I went out for cheap margaritas with a friend last night, came home and woke up at 5 am realizing I still had my contacts in and my eyes were hurting.
I don't know if I trust myself to make sound decisions at the moment.
I need to clean and shop, because Christmas is at me casa this year.
I'm late for breakfast downtown.
The Oilers better win tonight or I'm going to be a tad irritatedLabels: Go Oilers Go, I love Ryan Smyth