boom,boom! bang,bang!

Saturday night was a sleepover at erins. we spent the night drinking some sort of fuckyouupinaide, playing poker and scatergories, with catergories like: "things that make you say oOh!" and "things that make your bowels move". snacked on popcorn. played kings cup. heather got the last king. she does that. drew all over every inch of skin. mustard pillows. lemon meringue dreams. the police. high socks. numbered blankets. soy nuts. purple sleeves. morning showers. little sleep.