Sharry I'm not sharry

...for writing on the blog wall 3 times in a row. Hattie just peaced out of gchat and that's sad. But good news: I heard her voice in real life last night on the cellular. That was so exciting!! Anyways, I don't know what it is but my recovery period for nights of mayhem is literally an all day affair.I guess i'm getting old- 21 is the new 40 in the drinking world. Everyone would be proud- began and ended my night with beer. Quick recap of weekend. Silver Comet trail bike ride with Keys and Meghan, who wanted to KILL me after about 8 miles. Luckily, I could promise her chick-fil-a for an after workout treat(we burned 1,185 cal according to Megs)and it was slightly better. Then we all rallied and went to the Highlands yet again. Moes n Joes was popping and we stayed for hours.Free pitchers( girls don't buy pitchers- please) + 10 dudes at our table. Holla to that and late night dance party at the Cavern with a box of Lucky Charms in hand. Stayed up until 4am- yes be proud. Slept on the floor (don't worry there was a sheet over the carpet, so it was legit) with the bros, Did Not play with fire and of course woke up at 8am. Need I say classic? They all wanted to kill me. Have spent today recovering and adventuring of course. But since it's almost 10 and I got 4 hrs of floor passout time, it's time to watch tv with daddioo. Love you all.
~ Can't wait for H&M time Katie B
~ JT- wedding report ASAP
~ Bex- Yay for Camp Kingfisher. Good Luck
~ Hat- Phone chat when you can
~ C Hale- i ruv you! And you're no longer that girl who is way older that all her friends ;) 21!!!!
~ Poop- Girl where you at?!
PS everyone- Big Mike just told be to Holla at a playa when i return to athens via fb chat. My dream has come true. Holler at that Bex. Crown contender?