I love bunny rabbits.
I think this comes as no surprise to most people I know.
I have a section in my very diligently organized photos folder on my computer, dedicated entirely to photos of rabbits.
Back when I worked at the car dealership, my screen saver on my computer consisted entirely of photos I had taken of the rabbits that live on the car lot.
YEAH SO...
Last night HB and I headed down to Fluid for a beach themed party, musics provided by Easylove/The Internationals.
This is Larissa. See Larissa plug. Plug, Larissa, plug!
Needless to say on a Sunday it wasn't as packed as we're used to, BUT THAT SHIT DOESN'T MATTER.
(THERE WAS WATER GUNS!)
We danced until the music stopped playing; that's the proper way to do a night.
BUT ALL THIS DOESN'T MATTER
Because on the way there, we encountered a thing of great beauty: a man dressed up as a rabbit.
I'm not talkin' creepy joke-costume, shirtless man in his underwear and bunny ears. --- I'm not down with that.
I'm talkin' full fledged mascot, big foam bunny head!
As we walk towards him, I knew what had to be done.
And perhaps we both did it at the same time.. I can't quite pin point who held their arms out first,
(Probably the bunny-man, actually, but if my reaction time wasn't a little stunted due to consumption of alcohol, it would have been me!)
--- But was like a scene from a romantic movie, openly running into each other's arms, except it was night time on the street, not a sunset field of flowers.
And uh.. there was a homeless person sitting on the sidewalk.
In other news:
Bella wants to turn into a vampire but Edward won't let her!
As well, I found a half-bottle of vodka in my trunk the day my long weekend started.
I generally try to not talk at length about drinking on my blog because some anonymous people feel the need to leave comments accusing me of alcoholism.
(No, I'm still not over that, ANONYMOUS.)
BUT, due to my obnoxious personality, I will say this: Finding a bottle of vodka in your trunk before a long weekend begins is like the universe is saying "Thank you, Larissa, for being awesome, now get your party on."
So suck on that, do-good-ers.
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