Blowing Chunks in Madrid

This weekend has proved to be a rather interesting one and its only half way through. After being lead to believe that things were through with the italian turns out he was just freaking out about the fact that I might be “too into him”…story of my life. Regardless he cooked me an awesome lunch yesterday and we lounged about together, the boy leaves in 20 days so I might as well enjoy the pasta and loving while I can. 

In other news I went out w/ my girlfriends last night got hideously drunk, danced about, smoked like 6 cigarettes (grossss) attempted to piggy back on my drunk friend only to land on the pavement in a fury of laughter, went to some underground bar that was open after hours, smoked some green on the street and taxied home alone rambling to the man in spanish about how to get to my house. To conclude the night my high drunkeness induced some intense vom action where I wanted to die and swore off of alcohol forever. But we all know that’s not possible, its not even Halloween yet!