Monday was my 19th birthday extravaganza that took place at none other than Hooters. That classy joint knows how to get down. I have never in my life taken so many shots... and still manage to walk after. I guzzled down 7 or so shots of some sauce and a few mixed drinks. I was in FINE form.
BUT the best part of the story is the next day. My lovely sister decided to wake me from my slumber to go for a bike ride. She insisted that I tag along with her to go hand in her resignation at Reitman's. Well, let's just say I am really not suited for biking. My ass hurts like no one's business. I mean that seat is not meant for comfort. The entire TWO hour bike ride felt as though the seat was trying its very hardest to violate me. Mission accomplished on the seat's purpose. I've never had this sensation of pain before when I sit down.
Just to add insult to injury, it could have possibly been the hottest summer morning to date. And we biked. For two hours.
There was an upside to all of this. I managed to have my sister pay for my booster juice and the Jonas Brothers magazine i insisted on her getting for me.
Ah, the life.
But seriously, I'm in pain.
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