joyce

never, eve,r, tell joe that 1) you wll drink wahtever he [puts before you and 2) that he can't get yiy dryunk.

oy.

um, yes, i was rather drunk last night. oh, my. well, then.

now i'm just underslept. resignation letter turned in, woo. working on getting things tied up so i can leave tommorow...

*looks at clock*

in, um, 33 hours, i will be back in the land of sweet tea, Bojangles, people who talk right, hush puppies, good chicken pot pie, and rednecks. woohooo! =)

and biscuts. and yeast rolls.

my roommates in UT didn't know what yeast rolls were. Golden Corral trip, anyone?