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So I missed the whole crazy Cinco de Mayo thing tonight. It's 4:30am. I can't sleep. What else is there for a girl to do? Nothing...nothing but blog. This whole past week has been a blur. Milkshake and I had one night where all we did was drink beer with Pant and see the sun come out from a fire escape that made you feel like you were in a Costa Rican jungle. Being the nice people that we are, we decide to drop off some Tab Energy to Counts and Chris who had to be at work at seven in the morning. It's around 8:30am or so and we walk by the hotel only to run into Counts...on his way to work. Then we see Chris...on his way to work. These two cats were both late! They went home early but were still late! All the while Milkshake, Pant, and I are up! Up and awake! No sleep! No drugs! Just up! I finally got to bed at 10am...just a little past my bedtime.
Now, I don't know how many of you know the significance of me being Boo. I'm only Boo to my Boo. My Boo being QC. QC and I have always been each other's Boo. The conflict is that my Team Tenderloin name needs to be changed. I know this is hard for some because you've become accustomed to me being Boo but this needs to end. I need a new pen name. Let's make it a contest. Whomever comes up with the best name for me wins a prize. The prize remains a mystery (it all really depends on who wins). No, really...I need a new name. Soon.