How To Kill A Rockstar:

1. If you are the rockstar, carry your own personal bottle of Grey Goose.
2. Do not eat before the party.
3. Take two aspirins to cure your headache before you leave. It won't hurt right? WRONG.
4. Take 5 swigs for every group shot you take.
5. If a picture is being taken, continue swigging, ANYTHING FOR PUBLICITY, RIGHT?!
6. The key is to last as long as you can, so five minutes? GOOD JOB!
7. Pass out on someone's damn bed with a different shirt on.
8. Yak on the sluttiest boxer you can find.
9. If you do all this, maybe you won't remember a thing in the morning.
10. ROCK OUT WITH YOUR...CLOCK OUT!

lalalalala. Emery's debut night and the bitch knocks out. I'm so disappointed. Weak ass.

I haven't napped since I woke up in the morning. Sorry Fran for wakin ya. Oy. I hate being a baby. Note to self: do not ever do that again. I think I'll stick back to some light beer from now on. BUT. Today when I came home, I did watch The Lake House. Hahaha. yeah, it's pretty fuckin predictable. It should be a crime how predictable it is. But it was aight. And all this scary shit on TV is makin me sweat. But I can't stop watching it. I'll regret this later.

Gooooooooodnight. WOOT, NO REC CLASSES THIS WEEK!!! =]