we certainly had loads of fun. especially for winkeng and tommy.
the chocolate fudge cake and eclairs tasted like heaven :)
you know, I have a weakness for sweet stuff.
and I'm the lean mean snack machine. okay, retract the word lean.
I'm having this slight hangover feeling now because winkeng and tommy bestie kept making me drink.
I drank jim beam on the rock the whole night and by the time I was sent home,
I was fucking sloshed.
why didn't I get to drink any burbon coke or anything like that?
"someday, he might just die in this miser-ish world he wallows in all the time"