"I was thinking that I might fly today,/ Just to disprove all the things that you say./ It doesn't take a talent to be mean./ Your words can crush things that are unseen./ So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive/ And I'd like to stay that way./ You always tell me that it's impossible/ To be respected, and be a girl./ Why's it gotta be so complicated?" Jewel
Ok so they lost half the bet... I didnt come back hungover... i didnt even get hungover, i only got sick one day and it was food poisoning. (not the wine with dinner or the baileys and mojito and lemonade and mudslide(s) that i had the night before)
on a side note any one who knows supes would be amazed (and probably wont believe me) when i say that he drank too... he even almost kept up with me (not bad for a rookie) and smoked a cigar (which he put out after the first puff... point is this is the BOY SCOUT and he DRANK and lit a cigar.)
we had a nice trip up and i had a blast all week, besides my sister being rather bitchy... but she thought my mother was going to kill her, and shes having some romanitic issues... so shes allowed i forgive ya my lissa. :-*
