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Saturday, September 12, 2009

Last nights affairs @ 7:26 AM

After work I drove to OKC to hang out with some friends for Ben Richardson's birthday. It took me a good while to figure out exactly what I was going to wear. Not only that but I really had no clue as to the location of the party and trust my my GPS system was a failure as well..

Alas I made it. The party was as follows...

Standing in Kitchen
Mixed drinks
Sat on couch
Read the closed captioning to OZ and then a few game shows
Met Michael (who I might have a hetero/homo crush on)
Met Hunter Kenzie who is a doll Hunter's Blog.
and then Left

I did infact have fun... But awkwardness is always in the air at quite house partys... Im more of the.... everyone is beyond caring crazy drunk house partys but they cant all be like that right???

-xoxo

Blake

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Hi Im blake.... and you have pondered onto my Blog.. I always have way to much to say and so few to listen.

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