I'm heading off to Vegas tomorrow for my first ever bachelorette party. One of my oldest friends is getting married in a few weeks and this is the final party. Last time I was in Vegas (it was with Mr. Octopus), I saw a bachelorette party where all the girls wore matching jerseys. As in, Jenny #8 and Tamara #14. There are no jerseys for my friend, the bachelorette, but it will be a pretty rockin 36 hours, I'm sure. I must get a good night's rest tonight. I must also load up on the carbs. Be assured that I will be playing a lot of Elvis in the car.
Friday, January 13, 2006
The Bachelorette Party
I'm heading off to Vegas tomorrow for my first ever bachelorette party. One of my oldest friends is getting married in a few weeks and this is the final party. Last time I was in Vegas (it was with Mr. Octopus), I saw a bachelorette party where all the girls wore matching jerseys. As in, Jenny #8 and Tamara #14. There are no jerseys for my friend, the bachelorette, but it will be a pretty rockin 36 hours, I'm sure. I must get a good night's rest tonight. I must also load up on the carbs. Be assured that I will be playing a lot of Elvis in the car.
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What the heck am I supposed to do home alone this weekend?
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