Jan. 29, 2006 - My ring.
I'm still prety drunk. I;ve been at Silks and then theGarden for my farewell drinks. I'm heading ovverseas for 5 weeks tomorow at 1039pm.
Being drunkni I managed to spill a subjstantial amount of alcohol no my hand and foot (which is still sticky). So when my friend, Lisa and I went to teh toielt I took my ring off and rinsewd my hands. When I came out of the cubicle and washed my hands I realised I didnt have my ring on. I rarely streess and am pretty chilled out. If bad stuff happens I usually accept thatr it was meant t be or something liek that.
I flipped out when I realsied I wasn;t weaing my ring. It holds enormous sentimental and financial value. We seacrhced althougth my bag and the bathroom but ti no avail. So we went to the door girl and said how I lost my rin and she asked me to describe it. Afeter dooing so she said
"Does it loook like this?" and held up my ring. I got so choked up.This takes a lot because Im a bit of an emotionless bitch a lot fo the time.
Th e point of these ramblings is to thank whoever handed my rnig in. I wish nothing but the fucking best karma to you.
Some people deserve the best in life.....the girl who hdanded my ring in is one fo them.
Thank you./
Despite the snicerity of this email i stikll managed to have a dirty title.
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