Our two day forecast...

Physically we are expecting eleven vodka tonics, 2/3rds a bottle of jameson's, whatever beer she is drinking right now, two pack of cigarettes, a joint and a half, twelve bowls and three back exercises.

Mentally, we are looking at 36 fuck yous, 2 borderline breakdowns, 230 raised eyebrowed looks, six attempts to sucker people into throwing tupperware parties, flirting with men she finds repulsive, smiling at men she thinks are hot while strategizing and crafting flippant yet desperate texts in order to hunt down a guy name bill sizzle.