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Last night/this morning Shaun, George Lopez (teehee LoLz), and I celebrated Miranda's getting the hell out of Houston. We drunkenly began the night with Funfetti cupcakes that Miranda baked, which at that point, I was angry because a drunken girl took a bite off the cupcake I had hoped to enjoy all by myself- which I did; I just wish I could have enjoyed it in its entirety. Instead of questioning her fat intentions, I sort of just stood there and stared; I was dumbfounded. The nerve of some people. Anyway, the night was filled with lots and lots of disappointingly cold foods from Katz's. Broadway Breakfast? More like No-way Breakfast. Anyway, I had lots of fun all the way until we headed back toward our apartment where daylight was emerging and the fingernail clipping in the sky started to fade.
Oh yeah, last night was my first time to sing karaoke. I think I sang "Come Sail Away" by Styx, but I would rather not remember because I don't want to picture myself being an ass. It's probably inevitable, but at least the inevitable can be stalled.

*I deleted the top half of this post because it was ridiculous.