It was was such a great, if a little crazy night. I'll post pics latter.
By the way, it was faaar too short. Well, ok we were there since half 7 or so, until half 4 in the morning, and I was tearing up the dance floor for the most of it [in high heels, and my feet weren't killing me]. The band rocked, they were awesome! And the place did have some serious speaker5s. My ears are still buzzing and it's one in the afternoon already.
So my date for the night was Stephen (~CptnRedArt you're meant to be watching him by the way) Thanks for a great night darling. And of course another big bunch of people made it a night to remember, but of course they don't have accounts here: Jason and the Girls, Charley and Michael and the guys... Love you all people!!!! Even if you'll never see this.
[by the way, if you're reading this, it's incoherent because I'm texting like a gazillion people right now, not because I'm drunk... I'm not, I only had something like...7 or 8 drinks (see I can count them, it defends my case)and ok, all the vodka, should have did me in, but I'm immune to everything that doesn't have bubbles... lol)
Ok, if I wrote this around 7 in the morning it would have been all witty and all, but after some sleep, a scolding hot shower (whoever invented that is an angel.) I'm back to my old self, and even the pics look off now. I guess I'm just not used to seeing myself all that done up. The same way I'm bad at dealing with compliments,. But ye already know that, don't ya? So if someone calls me beautiful to my face and means it, well that's something I'm trying to get used to. [Yeah, shoot my last boyfriend, he's the one to blame for this mess, actually no, the one before last one. ]

Anyway, I'll stop because my fingers are in auto type mode and they type whatever I think. Plus I need to go and dish the dirt [you're not getting it] to my best friend.


Love ya all,
and I swear I'll learn how not to ramble,
Ruta.