After Party

Woke up feeling smashed and admitted wine didn’t taste that divine afterall. How did I get all those muscles in my feet?! This is not normal, I think I grew new ones – must be the Guess shoes. Or the karma hatred from all the other women in the room there, jealous I could not alone stand, but walk and dance on the magic shoes.

I bet if you trash a venue or some liquor store, you can’t get to the performance of smelling as my mouth by now. Not that sexy now, mr inductor, ain’t it?!

Lucky them I’m paid by the hour, otherwise I’d definitely call in sick. It’s a 30 minutes way to the office and 29 minutes I wonder if I should still call in sick. The 1 minute left I wonder where my ticket is.

Now it’s too late, I’m already here. So how much time’s left til I can go home?! :)

I crash down in my bed and have a good 13 hour sleep, awesomes!