Clears thoart loudly....will there be karaoke? 'cuz I want to be the swaying drunk chick that sings all the soppy lurve songs (I promise to sing on tune), and there must be lots and lots of vodka, flowing like a river.
Currently submerged under an avalanche of books and paper work. I may come back up for air from time to time.
Real life awaits and she is a demanding mistress.