Holy crap it's April 8th.

You would think that I would be happy that it's the 8th and that I only have 9 days left of tax season....but now it just means it's crunch time and I have to file a gazillion extensions. crap.

Last weekend was fun:

FRIDAY
CPK with Kevin, Nina, Stu, Brigitte, and Christine. Oh wait, I forgot about the breakdown i had before i entered my room and before dinner. I was super tired after i got done with work on friday and my dad called me right before i entered my room and told me that he wanted to come visit the next weekend. super tired andi + daddy coming to visit = andi crying hysterically. so i wipe my tears because i know the kev and nina are in my room...but then when i walk in and see stu i started crying again because i wasn't expecting to see him and i love stu! everyone kinda looked at me like what the fuck is wrong with you...but i was over it.

SATURDAY
work. shower. jv's carne asada burrito. shouthouse for jenny's bday. you bitch, you slut, you whore! (or hoe, i actually don't know which one it is.)

SUNDAY
wake up at the buttcrack of dawn to watch the crew classic. thank god for coffee. watch the race. then thank god for free beer. it's always amusing hanging out with the crew guys....they just make me laugh. and then there was that pidgeon with the stick stickingout of his belly. awkward. and i got to see nicks legs up close and personal which always make me happy. my poor nose got sunburned....at least it wasn't as bad as joan's legs. haha....sucka!

froyo. drunken shopping with joan. which this is the first time i actually bought heels that fit me while being drunk. but the next day i decided to take them back because my feet were too white to pull them off. sad. dinner at pizzeria uno. i don't even think i even touched me meal. just my alcoholic beverage.

walk back to my apartment to find holly waiting to get in. joan goes home and kevin, nina, stine, brigitte, holly and i went to dinner. i didn't eat. just drank more. apparentally i wasn't saying anything that inappropriate....the most inappropriate thing was probably reiterating the fact that josh wanted to stick a cactus up my cooch. and the interesting part was that we were actually trying to determine a cactus that wouldn't feel too bad. kinda disturbing actually.

THIS WEEK
work. duh.

FRIDAY
went to dinner with my daddy. ran into brooke roby. i got all pissed about the alumni game again. but then got over it.

SATURDAY
ate breakfast at the mission with joan and daddy. work. cruised around 5th ave for what seemed like years. until we found several bars to go into. we as in joan, my friend from work and her roomie. quote of the nite - andi, we really need to find less attractive people to go out with. so true joan, so true. did you know that it costs $25 to get into on broadway now. 25! that's just ridiculous. my main argument was that you need to separate bills in order to pay a fucking cover. unless you're girls just want to have fun, bitch - "does anyone have change for a twenty?" sjp - "sorry, i don't have anything smaller than a fifty."

ok i'm mumbling. happy easter.