fumofu

The last moments of my single life, and I had some new experiences:

1. Seeing my boyfriend of 10 years puke for the first time after drinking a wee bit much.
2. Washing my car (which was already scrubbed clean earlier during the day) at 2:30am to eliminate the incriminating evidence.

Fej thought my car was 2-door and tried to get in the back seat by shoving forward the front seat, with Albert already seated. “Fej, what are you doing? There’s a door in the back!” Albie was a bit squashed.

Drunk, puking people were a lot more fun when they’re not your husband-to-be. But, I guess it had to be done. Stupid high school friends, grrr…

Current Mood:  good