i need to STOP EATING when Im wasted. It's like I know deep down I dont wanna eat pizza when Im wasted at 5 am but we do it anyways. Anyways, CJ passed his 63 series test which basically licenses him to sell anything he wants in the financial world. He's a genius, so we went out to celebrate with him (I feel like every weeks a celebration but this was special). So we pregamed at CJ's and talked about how when mikealis is famous we are ONLY pulling up to clubs in Richshaws, and drank alot, and went to Mr. West. The best Friday spot...that I talk about all the time. IT was a debacle from then on. Ellen and I were on top of some couch at West dancing our asses off while CJ just HANDED drinks up. Im not going to slander that CIty kid this week but he of course was there next to us in some douchey ass hat. Mikealis's keyboard player and his girl came which was hilarious because mike got to a whole new level of rowdy at that point. As is typical of me, 4 am wasn't enough. I was smashed and insisted on going to Citrine with my besty Gabby and CJ. We got there and I dont really remember how long we stayed but I know it wasn't long before I started complaining of hunger as though I hadn't eaten in days or at CAFETERIA hours earlier. Today I feel like shit. Im not going to take ONE sip of alcahol until Im in MIAMI (bitch) on Wed- Saturday. Speaking of Miami, HOLLLERR at us, we will be staying at hotel Cohen and living it up. Did I mention the party im working on Wed night for In touch is featuring Pharrel? Just kill me now. Miami I love you. Now we are off to williamsburg to brunch with my red headed best friend ellen and to do some shopping. God don't make me put on a bakini blaaaa bye

headache.

-mk

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