longest view alone....

so yes. i am fairly buzzed right now. went out with karen and kevin under the pretense of having a couple drinks and making it an early evening. chris showed up and then the whole we're still going to be at the bar at midnight when kevin turns 26 thing happened. so we kept drinking.

and we did irish car bombs in honour of kevin's illustrious birth.

happy birthday, kevin!

discussions included high school and the fact that we saw 5, count 'em 5 people from high school at the local bar. (note to self: find new bar). anal beads. chris giving kevin a birthday blowjob. proper bar conversation: shitting and/or fucking. aka not talking about the breakup that occured friday night. karen's trip to williamsburg. the fact that i have super-cool friends like lois, alice, and bianca who'll drive 2 and a half hours to come make me smile. school. joe. ex's and breakup stories.


it was a good evening.

the list: two baybreezes, two shots of SoCo, and the irish car bomb. oh i am feeling NO pain, bay-bee!


ps: recognize the icon, karen? ::grins::

longest view alone....

so yes. i am fairly buzzed right now. went out with karen and kevin under the pretense of having a couple drinks and making it an early evening. chris showed up and then the whole we're still going to be at the bar at midnight when kevin turns 26 thing happened. so we kept drinking.

and we did irish car bombs in honour of kevin's illustrious birth.

happy birthday, kevin!

discussions included high school and the fact that we saw 5, count 'em 5 people from high school at the local bar. (note to self: find new bar). anal beads. chris giving kevin a birthday blowjob. proper bar conversation: shitting and/or fucking. aka not talking about the breakup that occured friday night. karen's trip to williamsburg. the fact that i have super-cool friends like lois, alice, and bianca who'll drive 2 and a half hours to come make me smile. school. joe. ex's and breakup stories.


it was a good evening.

the list: two baybreezes, two shots of SoCo, and the irish car bomb. oh i am feeling NO pain, bay-bee!


ps: recognize the icon, karen? ::grins::

anger. much fucking anger.

okay. so i had a fucking SHITLOAD of things to do today. and i had a whole $5 in which to do them with which was fine, because i could use a credit card for everything but the transcripts.

MY FUCKING SISTER STOLE THE FUCKING $5 WHICH WAS ALL I FUCKING HAD FOR THE WEEK!

i can't take this SHIT anymore. she knows i have no money. but she probably needed fucking cigarettes or something like that. she saw my wallet, saw some money. took it.

i am going to FUCKING kill her.

so now i can't go do my errands until my mom gets home so a) i can confirm it wasn't her who took my money and b) beg for 3 measly fucking dollars so i can send my transcripts out.

FUCK!

anger. much fucking anger.

okay. so i had a fucking SHITLOAD of things to do today. and i had a whole $5 in which to do them with which was fine, because i could use a credit card for everything but the transcripts.

MY FUCKING SISTER STOLE THE FUCKING $5 WHICH WAS ALL I FUCKING HAD FOR THE WEEK!

i can't take this SHIT anymore. she knows i have no money. but she probably needed fucking cigarettes or something like that. she saw my wallet, saw some money. took it.

i am going to FUCKING kill her.

so now i can't go do my errands until my mom gets home so a) i can confirm it wasn't her who took my money and b) beg for 3 measly fucking dollars so i can send my transcripts out.

FUCK!

(no subject)

so i got out and did my errands and *cough*wenttooldnavy*cough*

i now have a copy of Seven Guitars, the JoLa BOP, a Britney folder, another BSB folder (i can't find nsync anywhere *pout*), an accordian folder, a bunch of pens and whiteout and index cards, and a green notebook.

also...i may or may not have bought two pairs of those ultra-low jeans for $12 and two sweaters.

i feel better about losing the $5. mainly because i dreamed about smacking my sister across the face and telling her off....

oh. good times.

hee....chris is hot

(no subject)

so i got out and did my errands and *cough*wenttooldnavy*cough*

i now have a copy of Seven Guitars, the JoLa BOP, a Britney folder, another BSB folder (i can't find nsync anywhere *pout*), an accordian folder, a bunch of pens and whiteout and index cards, and a green notebook.

also...i may or may not have bought two pairs of those ultra-low jeans for $12 and two sweaters.

i feel better about losing the $5. mainly because i dreamed about smacking my sister across the face and telling her off....

oh. good times.

hee....chris is hot