sugar rush

At 4:45 this morning one eye popped open, blackened from sleeping in my eyeshadow and bloodshot from cigarette smoke, while the other fluttered in objection to the multiple beers and redheaded sluts that woke me from my sleep. For my birthday yesterday I met some friends up at 97 estoria for Paulener and cupcakes. After a trip to the kitty ER and cleaning up blood spots from the cat, a good drunken sugar rush was just what the doctor ordered. I could've killled two birds with this tasty treat.


Tagged: [beer] [birthday] [cupcakes] [eyeshadow]