Monday, July 28, 2003
Ok fuck. what a shitty long weekend. well, not really shitty. just...long long long. and just to get it out of the way, I did go home with a coworker on Friday, but nothing really happened. well, really anyway.
Friday - it was the summer party. P and I drank quite a bit, depending on Shawn to come pick us up. So...we were both really trashed by the time he did show up. At the party, many things happened. We swam, got covered in shaving cream, hit on by lots of guys and basically just acted like the crazy chicks we are. that's laughable.
We all hung out at work a bit...I broke up a fight using my marvelous bartending skills. Wowo. I was the girl who was shorter than all the guys pushing everyone around. It was fun. I also almost passed out while making out with jonk in the back office. Hmmm, I don't feel too bad about it, except he might think I'm bad at kissing when I am actually really awesome. When I'm awake. So in another way, I don't feel bad at all that he was taking advantage of me in my drunken state. what the hell, I would have kissed him anyway.
We went back outside and another coworker invited P, me and Shawn over to his house. I've mentioned him before but I don't remember what name I gave him so we'll just call him bob. Over at bob's house, I end up making out with him too. He requested that we "make love on the floor" but I declined the offer and instead went back upstairs with the others. jonk was all over P this entire time. They kept switching on us. bob would go over to P, jonk would come over to me. I was not about that. Eventually, Shawn, P and I went to my sister's to hang out with her fiancee since she was going to work. I had one triple black and smoked and totally passed out. They woke me up, shoved two cases of triple black in my arms plus a big big bottle of menthomint Dr and showed me the door.
Saturday - Damn, I woke up at...6:30 and let C in. Then I happily passed out again. I woke up again at 11:30. C called and asked if we were coming over for lunch. I jumped up and took a shower. Then I shook P awake and sent her to the shower. Shawn was on the couch and he came with. It was so great! There was so much food and it was good and yummy and we had interesting conversation. Just...a swell time. After eating, Shawn and I played chess. It was my first time playing and I think I enjoy it. I won my first game, but lost the second one...
We went back to my house and sat around. P and Shawn both passed out. I got bored so I left. I went on a drive then to K-mart. I wanted to pick up a tool cd, but they didn't have the one I wanted. I was a little depressed and pissed off. I don't want to get into the reason now...
I got back home and the two were up. Stephy came over and we had a drink. Ahhh, when will I learn? We wanted to go to Perkins. So I stopped drinking for an hour before we left. Sober. Yes. Good keol. We took a six pack anyway. This make me sound so unladylike but if you saw me on Sat, I wasn't acting ladylike anyway. We got hit on by a couple of guys...nothing major but we were complaining that we hadn't picked anyone up. Magically a guy appears and starts talking to us. See, P and I were dressed damn near identical. Just for the hell of it, and many conversations were started as a result. So anyway, this guy runs his brother home and then comes back...we didn't ask him to, so when we still had conversations in which he didn't understand...now we didn't ignore him. Not in the slightest. I think he just got pissed off he couldn't follow the conversation. After an hour, P made a joke about how interesting it was that he drove all the way back to listen to us talk about really stupid stuff. He said, "yes, and now I know I'll never do it again." then he got up and walked out. We were all kinda stunned. But oh well.
Oh my gosh. F-meow walks in. P and Stephy went ... somewhere. I don't really know where still... We talk a bit. Well, he talks. He mentions both my recent exboyfriends and I swear is trying to get me to cry or something but then he goes and askes me out. What? I escape without answering. P and I drive home and talk...a lot. I was passing out at Perkins, seeing how it was 4:30 in the morning, but suddenly I was as awake as I wanted to be. So I called Shawn at work and asked if he wanted us to come visit him with some fleckner-fleckner. He said (and I quote) HELL YES! So we drove the 25 minutes to his place of work, waited for him to go on break, smoked in his car and drove home. I felt completely sober. Seriously, P was talking about how fucked up she was (she drank a lot more than me...a lot...more) and I was a-ok. We got home around 6:15 am Sunday morning. I passed out until 8:30 when I let Shawn in. Then I laid back in bed and passed out again.
Sunday - I got up at 1:30 and called my parents. They were in Madison and invited me to meet them at Sam's Club. So I jumped up, put clothes on and went. Once there, I bought a tv. A beautiful 32 inch tv. I also ate half a hot dog and almost lost it all... At home, I cleaned a bit. My parents came over and set up my tv. Well, really they just brought it and the stand over. Not that I'm complaining. Anyway, Shawn was all about arranging the furniture. Just because he's gay doesn't mean he's an interior designer. We eventually figured out something that worked for everyone. and it's beautiful. Then Shawn passed out, P and I did dishes and cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom. Yay. It was beautiful. So we watched a movie...SUPERSTAR!
P left for her hometown. Shawn and I laid on the couch. Sat outside. Sat in the smoking room. Sat outside. Laid on the couch. He said we are going to get married. I don't know how well that would work out but...what the hell...why not? Like it'll happen anyway. Hahahaha, I can totally picture us going to vegas. He left for work, I passed out.
Here I am. Monday morning. Wishing to be anywhere else but here. Oh well huh? At least I got a tan on Friday. Too bad I prolly also picked up another reputation. Ummm, oh well. It's not like they don't say it anyway. I get a lot of crap because I'm the youngest and still partying. I'M 19 FUCKING YEARS OLD! I'm supposed to party.
Friday - it was the summer party. P and I drank quite a bit, depending on Shawn to come pick us up. So...we were both really trashed by the time he did show up. At the party, many things happened. We swam, got covered in shaving cream, hit on by lots of guys and basically just acted like the crazy chicks we are. that's laughable.
We all hung out at work a bit...I broke up a fight using my marvelous bartending skills. Wowo. I was the girl who was shorter than all the guys pushing everyone around. It was fun. I also almost passed out while making out with jonk in the back office. Hmmm, I don't feel too bad about it, except he might think I'm bad at kissing when I am actually really awesome. When I'm awake. So in another way, I don't feel bad at all that he was taking advantage of me in my drunken state. what the hell, I would have kissed him anyway.
We went back outside and another coworker invited P, me and Shawn over to his house. I've mentioned him before but I don't remember what name I gave him so we'll just call him bob. Over at bob's house, I end up making out with him too. He requested that we "make love on the floor" but I declined the offer and instead went back upstairs with the others. jonk was all over P this entire time. They kept switching on us. bob would go over to P, jonk would come over to me. I was not about that. Eventually, Shawn, P and I went to my sister's to hang out with her fiancee since she was going to work. I had one triple black and smoked and totally passed out. They woke me up, shoved two cases of triple black in my arms plus a big big bottle of menthomint Dr and showed me the door.
Saturday - Damn, I woke up at...6:30 and let C in. Then I happily passed out again. I woke up again at 11:30. C called and asked if we were coming over for lunch. I jumped up and took a shower. Then I shook P awake and sent her to the shower. Shawn was on the couch and he came with. It was so great! There was so much food and it was good and yummy and we had interesting conversation. Just...a swell time. After eating, Shawn and I played chess. It was my first time playing and I think I enjoy it. I won my first game, but lost the second one...
We went back to my house and sat around. P and Shawn both passed out. I got bored so I left. I went on a drive then to K-mart. I wanted to pick up a tool cd, but they didn't have the one I wanted. I was a little depressed and pissed off. I don't want to get into the reason now...
I got back home and the two were up. Stephy came over and we had a drink. Ahhh, when will I learn? We wanted to go to Perkins. So I stopped drinking for an hour before we left. Sober. Yes. Good keol. We took a six pack anyway. This make me sound so unladylike but if you saw me on Sat, I wasn't acting ladylike anyway. We got hit on by a couple of guys...nothing major but we were complaining that we hadn't picked anyone up. Magically a guy appears and starts talking to us. See, P and I were dressed damn near identical. Just for the hell of it, and many conversations were started as a result. So anyway, this guy runs his brother home and then comes back...we didn't ask him to, so when we still had conversations in which he didn't understand...now we didn't ignore him. Not in the slightest. I think he just got pissed off he couldn't follow the conversation. After an hour, P made a joke about how interesting it was that he drove all the way back to listen to us talk about really stupid stuff. He said, "yes, and now I know I'll never do it again." then he got up and walked out. We were all kinda stunned. But oh well.
Oh my gosh. F-meow walks in. P and Stephy went ... somewhere. I don't really know where still... We talk a bit. Well, he talks. He mentions both my recent exboyfriends and I swear is trying to get me to cry or something but then he goes and askes me out. What? I escape without answering. P and I drive home and talk...a lot. I was passing out at Perkins, seeing how it was 4:30 in the morning, but suddenly I was as awake as I wanted to be. So I called Shawn at work and asked if he wanted us to come visit him with some fleckner-fleckner. He said (and I quote) HELL YES! So we drove the 25 minutes to his place of work, waited for him to go on break, smoked in his car and drove home. I felt completely sober. Seriously, P was talking about how fucked up she was (she drank a lot more than me...a lot...more) and I was a-ok. We got home around 6:15 am Sunday morning. I passed out until 8:30 when I let Shawn in. Then I laid back in bed and passed out again.
Sunday - I got up at 1:30 and called my parents. They were in Madison and invited me to meet them at Sam's Club. So I jumped up, put clothes on and went. Once there, I bought a tv. A beautiful 32 inch tv. I also ate half a hot dog and almost lost it all... At home, I cleaned a bit. My parents came over and set up my tv. Well, really they just brought it and the stand over. Not that I'm complaining. Anyway, Shawn was all about arranging the furniture. Just because he's gay doesn't mean he's an interior designer. We eventually figured out something that worked for everyone. and it's beautiful. Then Shawn passed out, P and I did dishes and cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom. Yay. It was beautiful. So we watched a movie...SUPERSTAR!
P left for her hometown. Shawn and I laid on the couch. Sat outside. Sat in the smoking room. Sat outside. Laid on the couch. He said we are going to get married. I don't know how well that would work out but...what the hell...why not? Like it'll happen anyway. Hahahaha, I can totally picture us going to vegas. He left for work, I passed out.
Here I am. Monday morning. Wishing to be anywhere else but here. Oh well huh? At least I got a tan on Friday. Too bad I prolly also picked up another reputation. Ummm, oh well. It's not like they don't say it anyway. I get a lot of crap because I'm the youngest and still partying. I'M 19 FUCKING YEARS OLD! I'm supposed to party.
