It’s almost eleven, and Lolo the dog hasn’t eaten me yet.

In fact, she hasn’t even come close.
I’ve decided to come over to my girlfriend’s house, ya know…the one with the killer dog…and the great food? Well, the doggie is sweet as sugar. Pictures to follow.
I decided, at 7:00 to get my fat ass off my couch, and take off my sweats…put on some lip gloss…and go with my friends, and laugh. And drink. And be fucking happy. And it was the best decision I ever made. I was going to stay home, and read. And eat. And pretend to be all cool with being a loser. And blog about my lonely night, but instead I’m here…and my peeps are all around me, and I’m not alone. I have the best support system. I’m so lucky.
So, I’m not coming home tonight to post my “to be continued” blog by midnight, ok? Are you mad? I hope not, cause I’m having like the best time!! And I’m even letting my girls take turns writing! Ha. Never know what you’ll see on my next entry… If only they would stop Jazzercising. I’m not kidding. I’m trying to blog here, bitches. Can you stop that fucking grapevining! Lol!
Nothing better than mixing alcohol with texting. I let Tammy type, and the rest of the gang started shouting out things to write! Lol. I love it. A total group effort. Thanks, Jen, Chris, Michelle, Kerri, Tammy, Mark, and Eric…for making me get out of my house. I love you all. This is only a preview of things to come! Bring it on 2015!
And to my Mr. Big-ish…far, far away, Happy New Year, baby! ;)
xo j