well then....thankyou for everyone's kind words and sweet things to make me smile. my saturday nite went better and i feel better.
i do that sometimes. i get really excited and see how an evening will go in my head and i build it up to this wonderful thing with no hangups and then the complete opposite happens and im crushed or as you read the other night very very angry.
i hung out with an old friend last nite and made some new ones. and it was nice to hang out with just guys for a change. most girls i cant stand but i do have a few girlfriends who im very close to and i had been spending alot of time with them. it was nice to feel like one of the guys and yes to get attention. when you're a hot chick in a group of guys some of which actually saw u naked on this site before meeting you u get some much needed attention. after drinking all the alcohol at home we walked thru carbondale on a cool beautiful evening to a 5 keg party where our friends the band Excelsior were playin for a basement of drunken college students. I hadent spent a weekend evening on this side of town in a long time. it was refreshing and energizing to see all the people out drunkenly milling around and yelling obscenities. it was also funny as fuck.
so i got my jam on, danced, shared a joint with a pretty boy who locked eyes with me across the room, saw some people who i think dont like me but act like they do and actually had a good time with em, gave $5 towards beer i did not get to stay for, slipped down the last steps and into the hands of a boy with pretty eyes, had a intimate conversation with a tall boy named JD about my piercings ((he eventually attempted to kiss me)), peed in the grass on the side of the house with a nice girl whos name i cant remember, watched my friends ride a "bull" ((a old beer keg suspended from wooden posts with bungee cords w/old soggy mattresses underneath)) in the backyard, inhaled a gyro and fried mushrooms and generally had a very enjoyable evening and found myself very happy for a change. maybe it was just the 5 glasses of beer i drank. when the videos taken and pictures shot surface on various websites ill import some here for your enjoyment.
whatever it was it was good tho.
so my birthday is two weeks from today. you can buy my love here if you feel so inclined.
marybeth has got something in the works. she had this evil smile on her face yesterday when i mentioned it was in two weeks.i think ive decided that ill just stay in carbondale where it will be cheaper, easier to get around, and i have more friends. while i have friends at home in chicagoland they are all part of different groups and attempting to spend time with everyone with prove to be very difficult and expensive. plus if i go home im going to want to see him which could very well ruin my weekend and send me into a depressive downward spiral. plus id want to bring my car home and its not all that up for frequent 350 mile trips. and frankly neither am i.
an interesting element of last nite: guy i used to be kinda involved with meeting the guy ive been slightly involved with lately. outcome: awkwardness but hilarity due to my not really likin new guy anymore. explanation: me and boy X had been seeing each other casually for about a year thru the open end part of my 3 year relationship and a messy nasty breakup. i decided i needed to branch out a bit and he told me fine so will i and we wont see each other anymore. well we havent seen much of each other and truly miss the others company. boy Y is nice, alittle weird, and suffocating me. hes what weve dubbed a stage 9 clinger. boy X also has a few 19 year old blonde bimbo stage 9 clingers. as you can imagine this is a source of constant jokes for the two of us. i make fun of his "shoe size girls" and get truly giddy at the aspect of scaring them away and he gets defensive, gives nasty looks, and generally makes fun of my clingers. we are sooo mean.
hes takin me out for valentines. its a toss up between thai, japanese, and this other place that has really shitty service but good food.
not much else to report from the front lines. ive got to do laundry today. ive run out of socks. o i might have a job downstairs at the buildings front desk. i pretty much get to sit there for a few hours and fuck around on the internet. perfect for me since ive started melding with my chair due to the hours i spend on my computer.
ooo one more cool thing. i want a cover for my laptop so bad and something to make my ipod super cool.
imma go eat some raisin bran. talk to all you lovelies later.
i do that sometimes. i get really excited and see how an evening will go in my head and i build it up to this wonderful thing with no hangups and then the complete opposite happens and im crushed or as you read the other night very very angry.
i hung out with an old friend last nite and made some new ones. and it was nice to hang out with just guys for a change. most girls i cant stand but i do have a few girlfriends who im very close to and i had been spending alot of time with them. it was nice to feel like one of the guys and yes to get attention. when you're a hot chick in a group of guys some of which actually saw u naked on this site before meeting you u get some much needed attention. after drinking all the alcohol at home we walked thru carbondale on a cool beautiful evening to a 5 keg party where our friends the band Excelsior were playin for a basement of drunken college students. I hadent spent a weekend evening on this side of town in a long time. it was refreshing and energizing to see all the people out drunkenly milling around and yelling obscenities. it was also funny as fuck.
so i got my jam on, danced, shared a joint with a pretty boy who locked eyes with me across the room, saw some people who i think dont like me but act like they do and actually had a good time with em, gave $5 towards beer i did not get to stay for, slipped down the last steps and into the hands of a boy with pretty eyes, had a intimate conversation with a tall boy named JD about my piercings ((he eventually attempted to kiss me)), peed in the grass on the side of the house with a nice girl whos name i cant remember, watched my friends ride a "bull" ((a old beer keg suspended from wooden posts with bungee cords w/old soggy mattresses underneath)) in the backyard, inhaled a gyro and fried mushrooms and generally had a very enjoyable evening and found myself very happy for a change. maybe it was just the 5 glasses of beer i drank. when the videos taken and pictures shot surface on various websites ill import some here for your enjoyment.
whatever it was it was good tho.
so my birthday is two weeks from today. you can buy my love here if you feel so inclined.
marybeth has got something in the works. she had this evil smile on her face yesterday when i mentioned it was in two weeks.i think ive decided that ill just stay in carbondale where it will be cheaper, easier to get around, and i have more friends. while i have friends at home in chicagoland they are all part of different groups and attempting to spend time with everyone with prove to be very difficult and expensive. plus if i go home im going to want to see him which could very well ruin my weekend and send me into a depressive downward spiral. plus id want to bring my car home and its not all that up for frequent 350 mile trips. and frankly neither am i.
an interesting element of last nite: guy i used to be kinda involved with meeting the guy ive been slightly involved with lately. outcome: awkwardness but hilarity due to my not really likin new guy anymore. explanation: me and boy X had been seeing each other casually for about a year thru the open end part of my 3 year relationship and a messy nasty breakup. i decided i needed to branch out a bit and he told me fine so will i and we wont see each other anymore. well we havent seen much of each other and truly miss the others company. boy Y is nice, alittle weird, and suffocating me. hes what weve dubbed a stage 9 clinger. boy X also has a few 19 year old blonde bimbo stage 9 clingers. as you can imagine this is a source of constant jokes for the two of us. i make fun of his "shoe size girls" and get truly giddy at the aspect of scaring them away and he gets defensive, gives nasty looks, and generally makes fun of my clingers. we are sooo mean.
hes takin me out for valentines. its a toss up between thai, japanese, and this other place that has really shitty service but good food.
not much else to report from the front lines. ive got to do laundry today. ive run out of socks. o i might have a job downstairs at the buildings front desk. i pretty much get to sit there for a few hours and fuck around on the internet. perfect for me since ive started melding with my chair due to the hours i spend on my computer.
ooo one more cool thing. i want a cover for my laptop so bad and something to make my ipod super cool.
imma go eat some raisin bran. talk to all you lovelies later.
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