Because I have so much to do, and since SomeMonkey is such a good friend (and totally not an axe-murderer), she offered to make my packing list for me. Here's what she came up with:
12 mini bottles of ginWow, really? What kind of list is that? Does she not know me at all?
1 mini bottle of sweaty tonic
1 gigundo bottle of xanax
3 pairs of shorts
6 pairs of underwear
that skanky dress
1 regular bra
1 spectacular bra
the outfit you want joe to actually wear
25 dollar bills for strip club
2 bags pretzel m&ms
those badass baked potato chips from trader joe's
"Sweaty tonic" is what she calls the tonic Joe likes because she can't remember the correct name. It's called "Fever Tree" so close enough.
I have no idea what's up with all the skanky clothes and make-up. A bumpit? My hair must've looked worse than I thought when we met for brunch if she thinks a bumpit would be an improvement.
The pretzel M&Ms are for Joe. And I'm pretty sure the chips are for her. Which means I'm supposed to survive on gin.
Yeah, I guess she does know me well!
P.S. I'll be gone Friday through Monday. I'll have Gwen though I expect to have limited coverage. Six Word Saturday will happen tomorrow as usual.