i'm the biggest lame-o girl in the world because getting a flower is the best thing pretty much ever. i took some very provocative pictures of it but have left my camera at notmyhouse and am feeling very vulnerable and hungover without it. although the hangover might not be directly related. maybe drinking last night was making up for friday night: me, two kinds of chips and austin powers the spy who shagged me. wtf.
i thought i was a good hostess with the whole cake-crammed-inna-bag, but elli totally showed me up by enthusiastically offering to cook me a steak as soon as i entered her house. hahahahaha.
mmmmmmnow for some applesauce. i fucking love applesauce. and i'm drying the flower.
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