Crazy Beautiful

So, the other day Jeremy and I were discussing "the grass is always greener" theory. We were trying to gauge how jealous we will be when we are middle aged and married with kids and we see our yonger siblings only just entering the fun zone. I mean, their twenties.After that conversation I realized that I want to make sure that I make myself really nostalgic when I'm older by having an extreme amount of fun now.
So, a night of debauchery took place. I called in two of my top ten gays and we made a night of it.

We started at Crew then proceeded to...sigh...Hydrate. It was loud, but funny and Miss Foozi was there handing out Free Fruity Foozies. They were good, as most free things are. We played "I Never" (That game is hilarious, it starts with things like, "I've never been skydiving" and ends with things you wouldn't even dream of telling your shrink.)
As you know, drinking loosens your senses a little and you begin to say things that you might otherwise keep to yourself. Or, if you're like me...you just love everything. A lot. Please follow me on a journey of quotes as the drinking progressed...

"Is the flash on? Don't take a picture of me, but is it on? Hold it from above a little so you can't see my double chin. Don't, I don't want a picture of me...tell me when...wait, let me turn around so you don't get the zit side..."

"You guys, I just don't understand why we never, um...go dancing. Why don't we ever go dancing? Who's turn is it? Hey! Miss Foozie! Miss foozie I'm gonna MySpace you tomorrow ok?"

"Just one more and then I promise we're leaving...I promise. Wait! You never said anything about my earrings yet. Why do you hate my earrings? I love you."

"Shlee njfd sdiie a? kloops smccu! flflflssmua6sh21 dnsjk %ag )aj$8 ajshak"

A fun night was had by all.

Not so fun of a morning though. No, not so fun.