Happy Easter!

...I ran over the Easter Bunny. Oops. Stopped by Bobby's grave today for the first time since the 1 year anniversary of his death. You'd think that after a year and a half the crying would stop. Guess some things you never get over. Like burying your friends at 32 years old.

I realized something last night...it's no fun riding around doing the truth or dare thing when you're the only one in the vehicle anyone wants to know any dirt on. But I also learned that apparently guys are offended when you give them a Cialis then pass out on them. That was kind of a funny story. Sort of. Ok, not really. But the story I really wanted to hear is why a male whore was given a penis pump! OH, so many thoughts run through the head with THAT ONE. And you just gotta love drunk dialing the exes. Until it gets turned around and the ex is all like, come see me. Waitaminute. I thought that's what I was supposed to say. I wasn't about to say it, 'cause that's one bridge that doesn't ever need to be crossed again, but he's apparently standing on the middle of that damn bridge jumping up and down! *sigh*. Guess he took the 'don't forget to remember me' speech to heart. Nice to know I'm missed, I guess. All in all, it was definitely an interesting night. Spanky's just lucky he made it out with all his body parts still intact, 'cause he was going the right way for a busted nose. Granted, I'm so glad to be gone, but going home is sometimes nice too. The whole roots and wings thing...