i heart vodka

tonight was much to fun. i have lots of hipster and gangster pictures, but they must be posted later, when i am not so inable to do so...and mostly not so floppy.

i have a new crush, who i played rock-paper-scissors with. i won most of the time. and he is too cute for words. well, he isn't too cute for words, but he's dang cute. i think i want to wrap him up, put him under my tree, and give him to myself for christmas. just to prove that it's meant to be: we know each other's sign language, without even practicing. me, j *crush boy* and erin managed to set up a trifector of wet-willies on roommate m. it was awesome. it will go down in history, as the best wet-willy attack of december 19th, 2005.

then, i came home, ate a quesidilla, had a good heart to heart with the roomies, almost ordered pizza, and now, after a long discussion about how to deal with stupid ottawa boys, it is time to pass out in my bed for the last time in the next three months.

finally: i love dancing to the scissor sisters 'take your mamma out', i love taking random boys wallets as collateral so they don't steal you camera while they take pictures of you, and i love smirnoff.

now, to ottawa. no more posts for a few days. so, in honour of me not being around, let's discuss which 90's music icon you wish would come back to cover j'lo's 'jenny from the block'.

i cast my vote for sisquo.