Blame it on the...

From 12 am-5 am was pretty much horrendous and included having to drive all the way up to FoCo, a killer migraine, and no sleep.

However, today did get better when I went on a sushi date with the okhtee. The fun extended to her place when I decided it was finally time have a go at this drinking thing, haha. So we whipped up some margaritas, turned on Glee, and had ourselves a fun night. 2 1/2 Margaritas later I thought it would be meaningful for us to write down a few things we wanted to do before we die- a quintessential question one must ask their best friend after drinking. We signed the list and swapped papers- promising to keep each other accountable and maybe even tag team on some of the dreams. Here are a few things I want to do before I die:

-Be fluent in Arabic
-Compete in a triathalon
-Sing at a real venue with an audience (karaoke does not count)
-Live in the Middle East longer than a year
-Travel with heroutside of the U.S.

Before the night was over M made me a cup of Irish coffee, which was absolutely delicious! I crashed at her place, and actually fell asleep at a decent hour- blame it on the alcohol.