The system is down, therefore I am mackin' on Phoebe's data transfer system.

But I went to an incredibly homosexual party (literally, there was one straight guy there who I ended up making out with) and danced to Madonna and drank lots of pussy drinks, such as the Mike's Hard series, Smirnoff Triple Blacks, and vanilla Skyy vodka.

Drinking with gay men is like drinking with straight girls.

Only with more penis.

And better hair.

Also, I have some nasty strep-esque virus and my period and Stage Combat at 8:30 tomorrow morning.

And those are the things that are not cool.

Well gotta run.

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