once again, i'm glad i don't own the $lum (the house i rent). i think when a person takes a shower upstairs, it drains from the ceiling into my living room. hillarious.
finally all my intense training paid off in eternal glory: i ran a beer mile (6 beers in one hour, then run) last night. ('eternal glory' translates to not throwing up on myself).
the fountain is the most fucked up movie ever. the higher you are, the better it is.
it scared the shit out of me to see all my high school friends. the highlights while at the bar:
1) best friend from high school claimed that a cowboy grabbed her ass (he was in full out regalia, hat, boots, bolo tie, confeferate flag belt). after yelling at him about how she was a feminist she pulled off his hat and stamped on it. i thought we were going to die. those hats are expensive.
2) another friend, who is now a model in new york, talked about 800-2,500 dollar bags for over three minutes. then she complained about designer rip offs, becaue it's not fair for people like her who buy the real thing (tear). i had to leave to mock puke behind her back.
over thanksgiving dinner:
(my dad is telling a story, as per usual, about people having babies in middle school)
lady leans over to her husband, my dad's cousin, and says, "well, you wouldn't know anything about that? would you?"
(me in head: fuck this is awkward awkward awkward.)
his response was, "hey, i was out of middle school."
(stil awkward-fied)
finally all my intense training paid off in eternal glory: i ran a beer mile (6 beers in one hour, then run) last night. ('eternal glory' translates to not throwing up on myself).
the fountain is the most fucked up movie ever. the higher you are, the better it is.
it scared the shit out of me to see all my high school friends. the highlights while at the bar:
1) best friend from high school claimed that a cowboy grabbed her ass (he was in full out regalia, hat, boots, bolo tie, confeferate flag belt). after yelling at him about how she was a feminist she pulled off his hat and stamped on it. i thought we were going to die. those hats are expensive.
2) another friend, who is now a model in new york, talked about 800-2,500 dollar bags for over three minutes. then she complained about designer rip offs, becaue it's not fair for people like her who buy the real thing (tear). i had to leave to mock puke behind her back.
over thanksgiving dinner:
(my dad is telling a story, as per usual, about people having babies in middle school)
lady leans over to her husband, my dad's cousin, and says, "well, you wouldn't know anything about that? would you?"
(me in head: fuck this is awkward awkward awkward.)
his response was, "hey, i was out of middle school."
(stil awkward-fied)
Just try to cause more then your target of because that is what makes for a good holiday. At least in my family.