You guys I feel pretty terrible about leaving you hanging for almost an entire month.

Currently our home is without internet. I'm sitting at the SLC (aka MLC for uga newbies and other such losers) with the intent of studying for my bio midterm tomorrow but the unadulterated availability of internet should not be wasted on stupid biology! Sweet sweet internet. Swoon.

Sadly the new facebook layout is the worst thing that's ever happened in the history of facebook. Yes--including facebook chat. It's like the generic brand of Twitter. Pathetic, really. I don't even like the real Twitter much less some knockoff shiz. So that really deters my favorite pastime that is facebook stalking. No worries. I have many other ways to completely piss away my life with the internet. Obvi there is perez, youtube, FML, overheard in athens, Skype, other blogs, etc. Kittens Inspired by Kittens is my current favorite youtube video. "IM HER MOM! NO SHES NOT!" "I have to go potty... PSSSSSSSS" Classic.

My obsession with Lady Gaga lives on. She's amazing. I saw a clip of her concert on perez and am DYING to go. Ah love her love her love her.

Twilight came out on DVD this weekend. Melanie is a goddess and went and bought the three disc set and brought it to me to pull me out of my morning-after funk yesterday. Nothing like a good dose of Edward to make your problems disappear. There is no other man that can make me forget about a lost Coach wristlet chock full of my most prized possessions--debit card, fake id, regular id, and burt's--except for Edward. Yes. I was that girl on Friday night. Deepest apologies to the world for the mess I was on Friday. As my mother so eloquently put it, "Wow Sarah you must have been really shitfaced." Yes mother dearest I'd have to agree. I held my head high as I walked into Generals in search of the lost wallet last night and had to respond "I don't remember" to all of the questions the bartenders asked. Struggles. They didn't have it, but after dinner I got a fb message from my new most favorite person in the world saying she found it on a couch at Delta Sig and hid it so no one would steal it! OH HAPPY DAY! Love life. Love Madeline.

Last night was Melanie's birthday party. Great night. Unlike Friday which was a terrible night. Here are some ways that I am able to distinguish between the two:

1. On Saturday morning I woke up at a dirty frat house without the slightest recollection of anything past 11pm the night before. Panic attack ensued shortly thereafter but I quickly calmed myself down for fear my head was going to explode. This morning I woke up under a down comforter in a clean and quiet sorority house without the slightest inkling of a hangover. Or a panic attack.
2. On Saturday morning I found scratches all over my legs. Apparently I fell. A lot. On Sunday morning I woke up and was still scratched and bruised from Saturday but I'm pretty sure I don't have any new battle wounds. Yay me.
3. On Saturday morning I woke up and had to bail on Cayms for yoga because I was still drunk. On Sunday morning I had no plans but if I did I wouldn't have cancelled them.
4. On Saturday morning the thought of food made me want to vomit. On Sunday morning I had a delicious chicken biscuit and iced coffee from McDonalds. Did not vomit.
5. On Saturday morning I woke up and realized I had lost my wallet. My priorities were definitely in order though because my crackberry was snuggled up right next to me on the bed. On Sunday morning my wallet was sitting on the headboard. Right next to the crackberry.
6. On Saturday I was unable to function for the majority of the day. I spent my time rejuvenating myself knowing that I'd be expected to throw down for smel's bday. Today I am still not functioning in a very productive sort of way, but it's not for the lack of ability.

The only confusing element would be the fact that I woke up in all of my own clothes on Saturday morning (generally the sign of a successful night). This morning, however, I woke up in a boy's sweatshirt and another boy's driving moccassins. I left my own shoes, jacket, purse, keys, and other random articles of clothing that I had in my purse at yousef's house. However, when looking at all of the data as a whole I am able to definitively rule out this last factor and conclude that indeed Friday was a bad night and Saturday was a good night.

Okay I told some girl I'd go find her in the SLC and study with her for bio like 30 minutes ago. I should probably go ahead and find her. I promise to update again soon though. Love you all.

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