morning after

woke up this morning with the room spinning, my mom calling, nausea from looking at the empty bag of doritos next to my bed, extreme foot pain from hauling ass in three inch heels last night, and a bar wrist band i've been picking at... but i don't know from what bar-wait, could be lotus... vague memories of that.
texted jb... she set a fuckin record... can't get over it.
off to joe canals to buy a case of champagne for the rents who are coming over for breakfast in t-1.25hrs. maybe i should go do the shower and clothes thing this am....
un-fuckin-believable!