Well, shit, kids. It looks like I done fucked up the whole NaBloMe thing already this month. Did I even make it halfway through? Hell, who knows. What I do know, is that I had a lot working against me.
First of all, I wore these polka dot tights out tonight. Do these tights look like the kind of things you'd wear if you seriously thought you'd get home by midnight to blog? No, they certainly do not.
Secondly, my girl crush was in town. What? Did you expect me to leave the dance party early? Impossible.
Then, not only did Poptart come to town, I had a special guest appearance from the frozen tundra that is the UP of Michigan. That's right, Rachie drove down too. That brings the tally to Three fun friends visiting.
Here's Poptart being so cute that I don't want to go home early. I blame her.
We also had a lot of hair learnin' to do. Did you know this guy puts Elmer's glue in his mohawk to keep it perky like that?
Plus, the bartender chicks were totally hot and who wouldn't want to stay a little longer to talk to them? No one, that's who.
And what of the guys?
I think the guys seemed to really dig me. I would hate to disappoint them by depriving them of my presence. I'm not a total asshole.
So, yeah. I screwed up and now I'm not officially a NaBloMe participant, but I think I'll still keep trying to blog everyday for the rest of the month anyway. Maybe next Friday night I won't have so many obstacles in my way. Maybe.