3 girly rum drinks + 5th place + 1 british dude = too late for math.
I think my Bristish crush is over. Then again, maybe it was because he was sitting all the way at the other end of the table tonight and not talking to me, and Lord knows if there's one thing I find attractive, it's someone giving me attention! LonelyFatGirlMentality4Lyfe.
There was this table of dudes behind us, and one of them looked like Peter Griffin from The Family Guy and the other looked like Jon Heder. That shit was making me crazy all night. I REALLY WANTED PICTURES OF THEM TO SHOW YOU GUYS but I wussed out. Oh well, maybe next week.
Here's some pictures I did take though. I wanted to get more but I felt like a fucking lame-o and everyone was bitching about the flash. People are no fun.
I don't have a single picture of this woman with her eyes open.
Looks kinda like Dwight Schrute here. Maybe I AM obsessed with Dwight!
I feel bad that I had to cut Jeff outta this picture to fit the Brit in,
but you guys already know what Jeff looks like.
That's it. I'm gonna go fall asleep in the bathtub. Bye bye.