This weekend must finally end.... ugh... my head. No sleepyweepydeepy..... Friday = suprise visit from a special friend, kept me up, er.... rather... I kept HIM up... hehehe
Saturday = SG party. Holy shit, good times, good times.... Got to bust out my wonder woman pajamas... See guys, I don't even need to drink to make an ass out of myself! I have no excuses! played on a stupid swing we made in the middle of boo's loft. Put lipstick on poor Greg... (non-member partier passed out) Met Fairuza, who is let's just say, hotashellholyshitmama, She told me my profile pic is the most adorable thing in the world, WEE!
Finally met Claudia, goodness, she is about 200 x's more beautiful in person. Everytime I tried to talk to her I tripped all over myself like a big friggin dork. Rocked out to some good tunes, beat the shit out of Maxx, that always happens when we see each other.... Met tons of new people and a couple not new people, stared at Charlotte and her boyfriend with mouth agape as they did the most seducing little dance.
They are HOT!
Left at about 3:00am because all of a sudden I developed a splitting headache, (I didn't deserve it, I don't even drink!) Daze had to drive me home, I thought I was gonna die before we got there...
Saturday -= went to work with Daze. We totally got lost on our way to the venue. I got to meet Disturbed and see their dressing room and everything.... It was a good time, and a good show... Saw Pappa Roach and Taproot too. Oh and the coolest thing is their buses. THey have these doors that you push a button and they slide shut just like startrek! It's very excited, I had fun playing with that. Um... what else? Errr.... yeah. Hid in the crew bus and made out, when trying to discreetly exit I uh.... set off the alarm..... embarrassing let me tell you. Did not sleep well, tossing and turning all night, plus a certain someone was not sleeping well either so I think we kept each other up tossing around. I'm gonna crash sooooo hard tonight.
Today = had to go to the naval hospital and get a million stupid fucking shots that hurt and now both my arms are soooo sore, and they took all this blood and everything, that sucked.
Now = sitting at the computer, typing with my sore arms thinking deep thoughts scared out of my mind.
what happens now?
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Wow! Sounds like an Awesome weekend!! You need one of those every weekend! The work week is for resting up!
UGH! Shots on a Monday....
Bummer!
Seriously, the poem you wrote is really, really good!! If you wrote that on a whim, you should be published! If I had any contacts, I'd hook you up! Have you ever thought about writing some and sending it off to a publisher?
What do you want to happen now? What's up?
I liked seeing you at the party. You looked super cute in your superwomen pj's
Why did you have to get blood taken from you?