New Orleans vacation (1 of 7): Drunk texting.

So over break I visited my one friend with the cat who lives in New Orleans, and when we were in the hipster neighborhood trying to decide on a bar, I suggested one on a corner, and she said that that was where she had thrown up on a table on Halloween

Then, when I suggested another one, she said that's where she had ended up a month ago with a friend and had drunktexted a lot of people (including myself) saying -

So many hipsters so little time

- at which a friend of hers had texted back -

To hate or to fuck?

- to which she texted back -

To hatefuck.

. . .