oops!

so, it has been brought to my attention that i never totally finished my milk story.

okay, so, i left for california the day after my last final. the night after my last final, the school threw an end-of-term party for us at this club called slate. now, im not going to even link to it, because i wasnt all that impressed. basically, you were yelled at no matter where you stood by some huge bouncer guy saying "you cant stand there! move!" anyway, the final was over around 930. by 1015 i had chugged three beers at home. then we went to the bar where my friends proceeded to buy me drinks (i love male friends). and we were out til at least 4. we closed down two bars, actually. i got home and went to sleep around 5 or so. then i got up at 10 because i hadnt packed yet and i had to leave by 2 for the airport. i had also planned on cleaning my apartment before i left. unfortunately, i was too hung over to deal with packing and cleaning....
i packed (not well) and i started to clean but then i just wanted to lie down on the kitchen floor. so i didnt do anything. let alone take the milk out of the fridge....


and thats the end of the milk story. =)