last night I got kind of drunk on spanish wine and went to bed very late. While sleeping, I went to a bar with three friends and got drunk on white wine and appltinis on the rocks. Then I was in church, doing yoga. Drunk yoga. Then I was roaming around, trying to walk off my buzz, and I saw these two women pastors from my church hanging out on the corner. I walked up to say hello and noticed that they were smoking the end of a very large joint. They started laughing and were all like “oh, ha, we’re kind of wrecked, sorry about that” and I was all like “haha, no problem, I could sort of tell” and then one of them gets super sober and says,

“Erin, don’t you dare write about this on your blog. I mean it.”