So about 3 weeks ago my best friends from home and I started scheming a night that they would come to Boston to see me, and we'd take our Casey's bar antics out over my city.... well, that night is upon us. Nelly, Ed, Kramit, and possibly Donovan are coming tomorrow! I'm so fucking excited.
When I called my ex today to see if he was still thinking about coming out I wasn't so sure he would pick up the phone. He has to be in the mood to talk to me, as I do him. Anyways, he picked up after the second ring and just breathed, Hiiiiii.... in a way that just made me grin. It's so funny how long you can be without someone and still recongnise with one word that you are just the person they wanted to hear from at that moment. Anyways, he's going to try to come as well, the girlfriends not happy of course (she hates me), but what can you do. I really hope he comes, when he's not with the wife it's like old times, and all us frat boys have such a good time together.
So yes, the group could in fact be me, Nel, Kramit, Ed, Donovan, and Greg. *ponder* I wonder who will pay for my stomach to get pumped, and who will bail us out of jail? Any takers?
As for the rest of the day, how fab. Ang and I went to dinner at the White Horse Tavern, went to Michael's to buy some crafty things, I bought a wonderful new black bra at Marshall's and met a really cute girl at a new little emo coffee shop in Braintree. She had the same nose ring as me, and she gave me extra whipped cream and sprinkles on my gingerbread non fat latte. Then we went and got icecream down the street, and found that half our block had been without power for about 2 hours... city blackouts always make me wanna start screaming bloody murder in the streets.
We got home with all intentions of curling up on the couch and watching a scary movie, but Ang's boy called, and I decided the black part of my hair could be blacker, and I should dye it again. Then the fire alarm goes off for 45 minutes. I am now deaf in the ears, please speak loudly.
Today was a good day.
Aside from the getting up early thing, tomorrow will be better.
When I called my ex today to see if he was still thinking about coming out I wasn't so sure he would pick up the phone. He has to be in the mood to talk to me, as I do him. Anyways, he picked up after the second ring and just breathed, Hiiiiii.... in a way that just made me grin. It's so funny how long you can be without someone and still recongnise with one word that you are just the person they wanted to hear from at that moment. Anyways, he's going to try to come as well, the girlfriends not happy of course (she hates me), but what can you do. I really hope he comes, when he's not with the wife it's like old times, and all us frat boys have such a good time together.
So yes, the group could in fact be me, Nel, Kramit, Ed, Donovan, and Greg. *ponder* I wonder who will pay for my stomach to get pumped, and who will bail us out of jail? Any takers?
As for the rest of the day, how fab. Ang and I went to dinner at the White Horse Tavern, went to Michael's to buy some crafty things, I bought a wonderful new black bra at Marshall's and met a really cute girl at a new little emo coffee shop in Braintree. She had the same nose ring as me, and she gave me extra whipped cream and sprinkles on my gingerbread non fat latte. Then we went and got icecream down the street, and found that half our block had been without power for about 2 hours... city blackouts always make me wanna start screaming bloody murder in the streets.
We got home with all intentions of curling up on the couch and watching a scary movie, but Ang's boy called, and I decided the black part of my hair could be blacker, and I should dye it again. Then the fire alarm goes off for 45 minutes. I am now deaf in the ears, please speak loudly.
Today was a good day.
Aside from the getting up early thing, tomorrow will be better.