on monday i drank a rum and coke, two glasses of red wine, three shots of tequila and a cadillac margarita. needless to say, i threw up in the parking lot and later at mcclaine's, and woke up feeling like shit. that's the last time i go to happy hour, but i did have lots of fun for a monday night.

reading "blood and gold" right now. i'm not too sure i'm an anne rice fan anymore.

i think i'm moving to LA very soon.