Erin The Great

So in the middle of working and picking 7 pizzas up for 15 very hungry men, I’ve decided to harness my chi and do a little blogging therapy.

My roommate Katy and I made dinner for a bunch of our friends that have either stored us, or our crap over the last few weeks. The best thing about the dinner was the fact that there was turkey… oh turkey with your high levels of Tryptophan that send me into a turkey coma resulting in a turkey hangover that made it almost impossible to wake up this morning. I love it! Of course I’m wearing the same thing I wore yesterday which I’m sure has some eyebrows raised but if they saw the way I collapsed on my bed, they would just laugh and hopefully stop judging.

At least when I was knocked out by the large amount of Tryptophan running through my system, I was too tired to try and spoon my roommate again… that was awkward :/ I was dreaming about snuggling with a very attractive guy the other night and since I share a bed with my friend Katy while we’re both homeless, I was very surprised to wake up to my self becoming the big spoon. Luckily I woke up and started retracting in a rather mortified manner as Katy in a very grumbled voice uttered something like ‘geroff me’. AAAAh! It’s a good thing we are as good of friends as we are because at least we could laugh about it later that day after the weirdness left.

I think it’s time to get snuggle action or something. If not for my sake, then for Katy’s so she doesn’t wake to being the small spoon anymore. Goo. Awk.Ward!