Well probably you don’t, but just in case you DO – I have compiled a list so that you can be just as awesome as I am!!

*** Do not try to achieve “hot-mess” status unless you have some good friends around to make sure you don’t take it too far. You will also need some people that you can count on to help put your life back together once it is all said and done. You also will want to surround yourself with patient friends, who know how to have a good laugh.

*Start out your Friday night by jinxing yourself. It’s pretty fail-proof if you utter the remark “I’m not drinking very much tonight,” that you will actually drink that much and probably more.

*Begin the night with double vodka soda’s.

*Supplement drinks with shots.

*Do a few performances at a karaoke bar, including the “always a crowd pleaser” “Total Eclipse of the Heart” – Old School version.

*** A karaoke performance is not complete if you don’t include a leg kick at some point.

*Talk to any person who is willing to talk to you, and tell your entire life story.

*Make your new bar friends look up what you proclaim to be the “funniest blog in the world,” (mine) (which I know is certainly not the case) and make them save it to their phone.

*Go back to the microphone and sing “What A Wonderful World,” in the voice of Louis Armstrong. Again.

*End said performance by saying something like “SORRY IF THAT SUCKED AND IF YOU THINK SO WELL THEN EFF YOU BITCHES.”

*Wake up in the morning 30 minutes before you need to be somewhere that is forty-five minutes away.

*Realize that you left your phone at the bar.

*Realize that your wallet is also missing.

*Scratch that.

*YOU HAVE LEFT YOUR ENTIRE PURSE AT A BAR.

*Drive back to bar and recover your life.

*Arrive at new landlord’s house  to sign your lease 45 minutes late so that he is no longer home.

Put your money in his mailbox, call and leave a message to let him know that you’ve done so.

*Don’t hang up phone after you leave message, and accidentally record yourself saying something to the likes of “this effing blows, we get up early to get this shit taken care of and he isn’t even effin here.”

*Meet up with a friend and drink two of her mother’s Mikes Hard Lemonades.

*Proceed to go to lunch and have 2 bloody marys.

*Take a 3 hour nap.

*Wake up and go to a bar for dinner and drinks at about 6, having not showered and wearing the same clothes you wore the night before.

*Text people that you definitely have no business texting, and that you shouldn’t even be talking to.

*Get your phone taken away by a friend, but it’s for the better.

*Leave the bar at around 10 and pass out on a friend’s couch while everyone else is watching a movie.

*Wake up at 8 with a dead phone,  having no clue where you are.

*Luckily, you will still have time to make the sausage biscuit breakfast at Whattaburger.

*Go to see Valentines Day, looking, feeling, and smelling like three day old dogshit.

*On a Sunday afternoon proclaim with pride that “I haven’t showered since Thursday night!!!”

*Get in your Hurricane car and drive back to hurricane room, where you will ponder on these events and then the ones that you don’t remember so much about.

*Blog about it all so that the whole world has the opportunity to read about your awesomeness.

*Do things to help you forget your night/s.

*Relive it all again when a friend posts pictures of you in your worst state possible.

That. Happened.

There you have it, somewhere around 30 easy steps to be a hurricane.

Happy Monday folksters!!

Ok wow. I went (almost) three entire days without even looking at the internet, and while I missed everyone, it felt really good to unplug for a few days. But now I have that overwhelming “look at all that I have missed” feeling that I usually have on Sunday evenings as I attempt to catch up on blog posts and emails.

The weekend was a good one, people, as they almost always are.

I did learn a few realizations this weekend.

The first realization being that it is probably a really good thing that I don’t have a web-cam. Friday evening, my girl LA and I went over to one of our friends house after boozin it up a bit, and we proceeded to have a dance party and film ourselves in action. I was hoping to be able to share some of this awesomeness with you, but due to technical difficulties, this will have to wait until further notice. I’m pretty sure if I had a web-cam of my own, I would end up losing my job, all my friends, and all my dignity (wait, do I still have that?) because every single second of my life would be spent making ridiculous dance videos.

I realized that I may be getting a little too old for the phenomenon known as the “after party.” Saturday I went to my college town for a friend’s birthday, which is always a blast/trouble/ends with a sing-star or dance party marathon. After falling down approximately 4 times, I fell asleep in the middle of about 25 people. Nicccceeeee.

I also realized that though I may sometimes take it too far, “That’s what she said,” NEVAH gets old.

Although it means completely failing at any attempt to stick to a diet, every once in a while- a Sunday afternoon filled with cheese fries, wings, bloody marys and beer is totally, undeniably, worth it. That, and a four hour conversation with good friends, recounting every good 80′s television show and movie, and every song related to them. Oh and add in a few performances of NSYNC to an entire bar… and perhaps a rendition of my high school performance of M’lynne in Steel Magnolia’s “I could jog to Texas and back speech… It was a perfect Sunday Funday.

Some people are just douchenozzles at the end of the day. (Let’s thank my bud Julie from Life on a Hanger for infiltrating douchenozzle into my daily vocab.) For now on that is my philosophy. I looked back on the last year and realized how much time I’ve wasted analyzing my actions and thinking that I have done something wrong in  relationships. There have been many MANY times when I have acted a fool… but at the same time, for the majority of these situations, I shouldn’t have spent so much time making myself feel bad and trying to figure out what the exact foolish thing that I did in each particular situation. Sometimes it’s poor timing, sometimes it just wasn’t meant to be… and sometimes people are just Captain douchenozzles that don’t deserve 5 minutes of my mind-time.

Terry Gilliam makes good film. Heath ledger was amazing. Johnny Depp is too. And in a completely unrelated movie, so is Jeff Bridges.

I am moving out in less than a month, and I still have no idea where we are moving!!!! Can someone please find my roomie and I a house that is magically 5 minutes from Ft Worth AND Frisco. Or maybe one of those beamer things from Star Trek? Or that nose from bewitched.

Oh… and I just took an ambien so this post is about to get ridiculous if I don’t end it soon… So let’s move on to Post- it-Notes. Stick em up, whatttt???  For more awesome Post it’s, check out Supah Mommy’s page. Mucho entertainment people. Join in if ya want too!!!