Blogger Nation

So Saturday night was our 1st blogger party. I had a blast aside from the usual drama that is my life. I was glad to meet HemisphereDancer and Batonga. They are so sweet and really funny. Of course Hemisphere showed up late and ducked out early, and I think he was offended by our drunken behavior. Batonga, on the otherhand, was the first one there and still going strong after I left. He's a party animal.
So allow me to sum up my evening:
I got my boobs grab more times in one night than in my entire life and not by a guy.
I got into a fight with Minnesota for talking to my ex...big freakin deal.
Irish took a picture of my boobs, which you will not be seeing on any of our blogs.
Irish got her phone stolen, but she posted a picture of the guys that took it on her blog.
I got smashed and almost fell asleep at The Arena.
Went home with Minnesota, fell asleep before he could try anything, dreamed about my ex, woke up at the butt crack of dawn, drove home, passed out until noon.
So, that's it, that was our blogger meeting. Lot of alcohol, lot of drama.