COOL MIXED DRINK

SIDENOTE BEFORE I BEGIN: THERE IS NOT A SINGLE COOL FONT ON THIS THING. BOO.

OKAY, SO I DON'T KNOW IF ITS BLOG ETIQUETTE TO WRITE SOMETHING EVERYDAY, OR EVERY HOUR LIKE MY HYPE ASS DID YESTERDAY, BUT MING HAS BEEN BEGGING FOR AN UPDATE TO DETER HER FROM ACTUALLY PAYING ATTENTION IN CLASS..LOL. (OOPS, DID I WRITE THAT OUT LOUD?)

**I HAD AN AWESOME TIME LAST NIGHT WITH BABOOSHKA. WE WENT TO FRIDAYS (WHICH, AS THE YEARS GO BY, IT BECOMES APPARENT IS HIS TRUE SANCTUARY) ANYWAY, I LOVE GREAT CUSTOMER SERVICE. FIRST, WE FREAKING WALK IN...AT AROUND 10:30..WHICH OF COURSE MEANT THE PLACE WAS OVERFLOWING WITH PEOPLE AND THERE WERE NO BOOTHS AVAILABLE.....NOT.

SO THE HOSTESS WALKS US BY LIKE 3 OPEN BOOTHS AND ATTEMPTS TO SEAT US IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WHOLE FUCKING RESTAURANT AT THIS LITTLE TABLE. DUDE, I'M 7FT TALL AND HE'S CLEARLY 10...WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US?

SO I TELL HER THAT WE'LL WAIT FOR A BOOTH AND WAIT AT THE BAR.

OH THE BAR...LOL. SO THERE WAS THIS LADY SITTING NEXT TO BRANDON...RED..I MEAN LIKE RED KOOL AID RED STREAKS IN HER HAIR, LOUDEST PERSON IN THE PLACE AND HER CRACK SHAT ON MINE...

IT STARTED LIKE AT THE BACK OF HER NECK AND WENT INTO HER PANTS. IT WA ALSO STRANGELY WIDE AND I FEEL LIKE IT HELD SOME MAGICAL POWERS. ANYWAY, BRANDON COULDNT STOP LOOKING AT IT..LOL. HE WAS LIKE A KID IN A CANDY STORE. AND WHEN WE FINALLY GOT A BOOTH (BUT NO WAITER, OR MENUS FOR 30 MINUTES), HE TOOK THE LONG WAY JUST TO GET ONE FINAL LOOK AT IT. HONESTLY, I FEEL LIKE CRACKS LIKE THAT DESERVE A SPECIAL NAME...LIKE JUWANNA OR SOMETHING.

FROM THERE WE WENT TO OUR BILLIARDS SPOT. (WHERE YOU CAN GET THE BEST INTOXICATION OF YOUR LIFE FOR LIKE 10 DOLLARS...BEAUTIFUL)

INTERESTING SIGHTS THERE:
-RUSSIAN MAFIA, DECKED OUT IN ALL BLACK THAT WERE PLOTTING RUNNING A TRAIN ON THIS DRUNK LADY ALL NIGHT.
-THE DRUNK LADY, WHO I DANCED WITH. SHE ACTUALLY HAD A LITTLE BIT OF RHYTHM. SHE DID THE CABBAGE PATCH, THE RUNNING MAN...AND SOME OTHER...SEEMINGLY UNCOMFORTABLE MOVEMENTS. SHE WAS DOING SO WELL, BUT SHE KEPT DOING THIS WEIRD LIKE CLAW THING WITH HER HANDS...SO I WAS FORCED TO CUT HER.
-THE CUTEST LITTLE GAY MAN, WHO BRANDON WAS SURE WAS WEARING BABY PHAT JEANS..LOL. THEY WERENT BABY PHAT, BUT THEY WERE SO SMALL AND CUTE....ALMSOT LIKE POLLY POCKET CLOTHES.

ANYWAY, I WHOOPED ASS ALL NIGHT AND WE PLAYED FOR KISSES...YES, I KNOW..PDA..

WELL, I CAN'T REALLY SAY IN A NUTSHELL ANYMORE BECAUSE I'VE BABBLED ON FOR SO LONG, BUT LONGER STORY LONG, I HAD A GREAT TIME. I LAUGHED LIKE I WAS IN A ROMANTIC COMEDY AND THE SLEEPOVER FOLLOWING WAS REMINSCENT OF A SCENE FROM THE NOTEBOOK. YAY.


****I THOUGHT OF AN AWESOME TATTOO IDEA....AND A SUPER SEXY PLACE TO PUT IT.. WHICH WILL TAKE THE GRAND TOTAL TO......

16!!!

I THINK THAT'S ALL FOR NOW...

I'M GOING TO SUPPORT LOVER'S BASKETBALL TEAM SHORTLY.
I'M DRINKING THE MOST DELICIOUS, FRIGIDLY COLD DISTILLED WATER OF MY LIFE...EUPHORIA.
I DIDN'T LOSE MY DEBIT CARD.
SOME FREAKING ASSHOLE HIT ME APPARENTLY AND KNOCKED MY SIDE MIRROR..WHAT A DICKHEAD, HE COULD HAVE AT LEAST LEFT A NOTE.
MY UGGS ARE DISGUSTINGLY DIRTY, BUT I REFUSE TO PART WITH THEM
CONGRATULATIONS MAIZE...ACADEMIC GOOD FOOT GRIND LOOKS GOOD ON YOU...NOW FOR THE JOINT WEDDINGS, A LITTLE EMILIO ESTEVEZ, AND COGNAC FOR LOVE.


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