Let this post serve as proof of how great I am at handling various semi-necessary life functions at the same time.
Not my dishes and not my laundry. My apartment smells so good right now. (Future line in my memoirs: "... and that's when I knew I wasn't cut out for trophywifedom.")
Got this drunk. And gave really intellectual advice to everyone around me, because Sam + whiskey = some mutant combination of Dr. Phil and that old lady with the sex talk show.
Listened to this song and this song and this song on repeat because when times get hard I like to go all backwoods hillbilly and pretend I'm the female Johnny Cash.
Had actual lunch dates and dinner dates and drink dates and middle of the night dance parties with some pretttttyyyy kickass friends, who I realize I'm very lucky to still have after three years of law school.
Actually read for my classes. Okay some of them. Still.
Watched every episode of Scandal... and Revenge. Basically, this. Seriously there's a butt-shaped dent in my couch.
Started on a new series that you guys will L-O-L-O-L-O-L-O-V-E. (P.S. I didn't look nearly that badass when I dropped my phone in a toilet.) Unless you hate puppies and America and freedom and cute and Ashlee Simpson. (Hint: you don't. Except for maybe the Ashlee thing)
Tortured poor Kailyn with my one billion OCD revisions to the new blog design we're working on. Seriously if you need design stuff check her out. She's a baller. And a saint. All rolled into one. Like Snoop with angel wings. (Way to make it weird, Sam. Way to make it weird.)
Got my hurr did. After I took this pic, obvi. Seriously y'all should have seen my hairdresser's face when she saw my roots.
And next week is my spring break, so this is how I'll be handling every class until then.
ANYWAY, long story short, I'm baaaaaack :) What have you guys been up to?! Link me up to everything I've been missing while I was on vacay from blogland.