[Sweet Home Alabama-Lynyrd Skynyrd]
orange beach, alabama was beautiful. a very lovely place to go for spring break. i had a pretty good time. it was a a weekend of firsts.
first time ive ever been to alabama for one
first time playing drunk putt-putt
new record for finishing off a bottle of tequila (3 days)
first time skinny dippin ;)
first time shotgunning a beer
i got lost on the beach for like three hours one night. me and schnepp went for a drunken walk... and got lost. we just walked and walked and walked until we fell into a puddle, then decided to turn back. only we didnt know which building was ours. the seashells on the beach were cutting my feet, and as we were walking i randomly found a pair of flip flops that were my exact size... so i stole them. we finally found our way back. nobody was worried about us apparently.. they were all passed out. great friends they are.
speaking of that boy, jakob was trying to hook me up with him. it didnt happen. he was very hung up on this girl back home. a girl that has a serious boyfriend. stupid on his part. oh well. besides, i realized something. he was too nice. which sounds strange, but he was just... too nice. there was no edge to him. that just doesnt work for me.
i janked up my arm while i was there. i was drunkenly walking on the beach. fell. hurt my elbow. its a nasty shade of purple and about twice its normal size. i cant straighten it all the way and it hurts like crazy to move it certain ways. oh well. im sure its fine.
we went to this really spiffy place for dinner one night. it was called Lamberts. they had tasty southern food. and they threw delicious hot rolls at you. yes, threw them. you had to catch your food. interesting. and tasty. the waiter was creepin on me however. he kept putting his arm around me and stuff. dislike.
i decided that i am gonna move down there. i love the food. and i am gonna find an adorable alabama boy to just speak in his lovely accent to me at all times. sounds like a plan.
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