Get your kicks at route 66

Last night was fun.
I drank a lot of rum. We went to three bars but only really stayed at one. We did a lot of outdoor push-ups. A steroid looking type swooped out of nowhere and did 10 pushups using only three fingers. He told Marc to "get back to him after [he read] and issue of sports illustrated". I tried to piggy back, get exercise, and whatnot but since I was drunk, wearing nice shoes, and weak as hell, my attempts were futile.

I like going out with people who don't make things stressful.

I bought a shirt yesterday.

I need to start sewing my dress. I will wear this thing whether it looks good or not. If it's too big, i'll eat more. I had a lot of hashbrowns today. My stomach feels good. I saw my cousin's apartment and met her Persian cat (as seen below). Probably the ugliest/funniest thing i've ever seen. Only a month and a half till my birthday and two months till erin and nate! yay.