Ah, the days just sail by.
Last night, I went to my friends' sister's high school graduation party. Sounds lame, but in fact, this was one rockin' party. Especially when we showed up with the tequila (we being somelameo, remusisdying, and I). But we felt all wierd sitting inside eating hamburgers and drinking with all these old people we didn't know, (I felt especially sleazy surreptitiously pouring hefty amounts of tequila into my coke) so we stepped outside, and started playing basketball. Lightning. With a whole bunch of other kickass kids, who don't have memberships, why, I don't know. So we ended up playing Lightning for three hours. It was good wholesome fun. Especially with all the tequila, beer, red wine, and cigarettes consumed during the game. It turns out that the more tequila I drink, the better at basketball I am. No, seriously. By the end, I was doing really well, I came in second quite a few times. And usually lost to the high school freshman kids, who weren't drinking or smoking and who apparently have never stayed up past 3 am. Losers.
So that was lots of fun. And then somelameo and I went back to his place, and his dad made me a French Dip. Mmmmm, beef.
Today was less exciting. Remusisdying and I hit the gym in the morning, and had breakfast, and then I watched Father of the Bride on tv with somelameo and his mom, and then I tried to repack my car and got really frustrated, but then things got better.
Remusisdying and I went to one really expensive restaurant, hoping for dessert, but I got sidetracked by their FANTASTIC caesar salad (if you're ever in park city, utah, go to the riverhorse on the green and eat it - it's amazing - it being the salad, not the restaurant or hotel). then we found out that they only had RASBERRY creme brulee, so we said fuck that noise, (left a good tip though, so we weren't complete assholes) and went to Easy Street for the creme brulee in three flavors (those being caramel, nutmeg, and vanilla - awesome). then we met up with somelameo and our awesome friend tomy, and went to ruby tuesdays, because let me tell ya, ain't much open in park city after 10, where we drank lots of coffee (CAN YOU TELL? EH? EH?) and I spanked em all silly at the tv trivia game, because i fucking rock. and i spoke polish to the waiter, because, yup, because I FUCKING ROCK.
jesus, no more coffee for me.
Last night, I went to my friends' sister's high school graduation party. Sounds lame, but in fact, this was one rockin' party. Especially when we showed up with the tequila (we being somelameo, remusisdying, and I). But we felt all wierd sitting inside eating hamburgers and drinking with all these old people we didn't know, (I felt especially sleazy surreptitiously pouring hefty amounts of tequila into my coke) so we stepped outside, and started playing basketball. Lightning. With a whole bunch of other kickass kids, who don't have memberships, why, I don't know. So we ended up playing Lightning for three hours. It was good wholesome fun. Especially with all the tequila, beer, red wine, and cigarettes consumed during the game. It turns out that the more tequila I drink, the better at basketball I am. No, seriously. By the end, I was doing really well, I came in second quite a few times. And usually lost to the high school freshman kids, who weren't drinking or smoking and who apparently have never stayed up past 3 am. Losers.
So that was lots of fun. And then somelameo and I went back to his place, and his dad made me a French Dip. Mmmmm, beef.
Today was less exciting. Remusisdying and I hit the gym in the morning, and had breakfast, and then I watched Father of the Bride on tv with somelameo and his mom, and then I tried to repack my car and got really frustrated, but then things got better.
Remusisdying and I went to one really expensive restaurant, hoping for dessert, but I got sidetracked by their FANTASTIC caesar salad (if you're ever in park city, utah, go to the riverhorse on the green and eat it - it's amazing - it being the salad, not the restaurant or hotel). then we found out that they only had RASBERRY creme brulee, so we said fuck that noise, (left a good tip though, so we weren't complete assholes) and went to Easy Street for the creme brulee in three flavors (those being caramel, nutmeg, and vanilla - awesome). then we met up with somelameo and our awesome friend tomy, and went to ruby tuesdays, because let me tell ya, ain't much open in park city after 10, where we drank lots of coffee (CAN YOU TELL? EH? EH?) and I spanked em all silly at the tv trivia game, because i fucking rock. and i spoke polish to the waiter, because, yup, because I FUCKING ROCK.
jesus, no more coffee for me.
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
peart:
Wow that sounds exciting. I haven't been to a HS party well ever! I get better looking the more tequila you have, no seriously! Hope you're having fun I know I am...
dunx:
I think I need a nap after reading that.