ok so... this is my finger:
it's a lot deeper and grosser then it looks. haha. amazing. im a fucking clutz. i woke up this morning (hung the FUCK over), went downstairs (luckily, for once i put pants on. i dont know what came over me), and joe's mom (who i've yet to meet) was sitting there. HA. thank god i didnt go down the stairs in my undies. that would've been uncomfortable. "hi, im joe's roommate, and im a hung over girl in her underwear. sweet". so then i grabbed a banana and diet coke, and went back upstairs, only to fall halfway up (she totally saw it), spill coke everywhere, and my banana fell off.
me = bummed. coke + banana = all over the floor. damnit.
so yesterday i went with a few nice boys to the clam festival in yarmouth. we were pretty bummed out when we realized not only did we park a MILE away, but they also dont serve beer at this fucking thing. we stayed for half an hour, i got a small french fry and soda that cost me FIVE FUCKING DOLLARS, and then we went back to portland to the ol' watering hole (amigos) for a whiskey drink before we watched the fight. bought 3 12 packs of cheapass beer (pbr and high life), and went back to shawn's place on the hill to watch the hopkins/taylor fight. i got wasted, and honestly cant even remember who won.
tonight i worked (surprise). i work both jobs tomorrow (lame). i have tuesday off though, so maybe i'll go out tomorrow night, if i can find anyone to hang out with. i need more friends.
it's fucking hot and muggy. i should take a shower and get going to bed soon. bumout.
it's a lot deeper and grosser then it looks. haha. amazing. im a fucking clutz. i woke up this morning (hung the FUCK over), went downstairs (luckily, for once i put pants on. i dont know what came over me), and joe's mom (who i've yet to meet) was sitting there. HA. thank god i didnt go down the stairs in my undies. that would've been uncomfortable. "hi, im joe's roommate, and im a hung over girl in her underwear. sweet". so then i grabbed a banana and diet coke, and went back upstairs, only to fall halfway up (she totally saw it), spill coke everywhere, and my banana fell off.
me = bummed. coke + banana = all over the floor. damnit.
so yesterday i went with a few nice boys to the clam festival in yarmouth. we were pretty bummed out when we realized not only did we park a MILE away, but they also dont serve beer at this fucking thing. we stayed for half an hour, i got a small french fry and soda that cost me FIVE FUCKING DOLLARS, and then we went back to portland to the ol' watering hole (amigos) for a whiskey drink before we watched the fight. bought 3 12 packs of cheapass beer (pbr and high life), and went back to shawn's place on the hill to watch the hopkins/taylor fight. i got wasted, and honestly cant even remember who won.
tonight i worked (surprise). i work both jobs tomorrow (lame). i have tuesday off though, so maybe i'll go out tomorrow night, if i can find anyone to hang out with. i need more friends.
it's fucking hot and muggy. i should take a shower and get going to bed soon. bumout.