||[Oct. 16th, 2004|10:44 pm]
What a lightweight. I came in the door all excited because on the way home, after 30 years...I apparently learned how to whistle. I'm not good at it...but it was sound!!!!
So I walk in the door and got handed a shot of tequila. Jose is my friend. *giggle*
Trudy states that he's a fine Mexican gentleman that evening, but that damn spic the next morning. He and I don't have that problem. We just get along.
All nice and relaxed with a teeny buzz and whistling my ass off. w00t!