I drank a little too much last night and got sick. Half way through throwing up I looked up at my best friend and said, "How does Amy Weinhouse do it?" Haha. Never again tequila.. never again. I still got to class on time, though.
So I'm sitting in my friend's apartment on the upper east side of Manhattan and I realized how lame it is that I live in New York City and the only celebrity sighting I've ever had was Larry King in front of the ESPN zone in Times Square. Pitiful.
New tattoo soon. Love those needles.
MK
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