i'd like to start off by saying this:my feet smell. thank you, let's get on with the update.
been a while dear readers, how have you been? you could let me know by signing the friggin guestbook now and again, cuz it makes me happy. that should be all the reason you need.
i'll just talk about yesterday, since the rest of my week(s) has flown by. yesterday was prom for all the little kiddies in high school. what, you may ask, did this have to do with me? very little, you nosy bastard. except that cate had a little get together at her house afterwards.
i had to work till 11. chris and jeff came by, as pork had entrusted them with the alcohol money and the responsibility to get it. they were failing miserably. so after i got off work, i tried calling amie, but apparently she didn't want to talk to me, cuz she didn't answer her cell alll fucking night. oh well, i'm not bitter, not me, nope... well just a little, but i'll save my griped about cell phones for another entry. so i called my old pal joey peyton, and he hooked me up with his 21ness. i drove faster than was prudent with the cops prowling on prom night to the liquor store to beat what we though was a midnight deadline on the hard stuff...let me pause and explain that for my out of state brethren.
west by-god, beautiful, wild, wonderful, god-fearing virginia has a law that prohibits the sale of alcohol on sunday. whores i tell you, sons of bitches. this we later found out, starts with hard liquor at 10 on saturday night. *sigh*
well we get to north end market just under the deadline, and they had closed early. grah, it was midnight by this time, so we go to the gas station on the corner of emerson and rosemar. i love that place now. joe was able to buy a hell of a lot of alcohol with our money. my hats off to you joe. we had probly...2 sixes of smirnoff, 2 of bacardi silver and 2 of doc ot's, i think. and a case of coors light, we think. me and jeff that is, neither one of us remember the exact count on anything. so me, chris and jeff all mix sixes for ourselves, peyton took 3 bottles for himself, and we went into the party after dropping joe off.
i think the final tally for the night for me was 10. i'm padding by at least 1, maybe...the night blurs after my 5th or 6th. i didn't touch a can of beer all night, i did have some zima citrus's though. mmm, good and bad memories of that stuff. so it was cate, chris, pork, jeff, katie, mandy, adri, wilkes. adri's date steve showed up later. he's a cool guy.
we went out to his car to get high, and this is where i officially had lost track of where my keys and wallet were. it was scary people. but i've located them both now, thank god.
the rest of the party is a blur, i think thanks to steve's weed. :) but i remember it being 5 when i finally crashed on the couch with adri. thanx go to cate and joey peyton, for making this whole night possible. i owe them both for so much. well that's all for this entry, i may do another one after my shower, but i'm a huge skank right now, so i'm gonna go get my clean on.
music:punk goes pop, relient k, goldfinger, REM, Rx bandits
