My new nickname! Ive been dubbed Lady Luck and its not cause I was right about the Irish guy kicking the shit out of Tyson, which was bullshit to end with, cause he just sat down on his big fat ass and quit, but because of my new tattoo! I got lady luck tattooed on my knuckles! Its felt so cool, but it didnt take that long at all...but I'll post pictures as soon as I get some taken...it's hard to take pictures of your own knuckles...
I had the best night last night! I took my video camera upstairs and hung out with Chris and Dave. Chriss friend Katlyn came over and she and I immediately hit it off! She is so cute and really friendly and goes to Cal Poly and majors in international business and minors in French, and believe me, when she speaks it, my knees get weak!
We went to some party for some guys that graduated Cal Poly (which graduation was yesterday or something) and I didnt know anyone when I got therebut knew everyone by the time I left! I had my v.c. with me and got tons of hilarious shots, including Katlyn and I doing coke, a Japanese guy names Akira or something telling me the story of how hes getting deported back to Japan because he parties too much, and a VERY sexy (but very drunk) girl named Ashley telling me a story about how she was at a bar and a guy wanted to buy her a drink because she was picking her nose in public and he thought that she had balls for doing it, but she was so drunk that she didnt even know! Also I got these two drunk boys talking about how girls are scandalous but guys are just flat out pathetic, followed by a story from Mardi Gras that tied it nicely together. Then I got Sniders tattoos, followed by a very spun out Snider acting very much like a ground squirrel while looking out his windows. I asked him what he was looking for, but he didnt know. I knew what he was looking for, though. Ive been there. Poor Snider was hearing the voices!
Turn that off. I dont like to be around people when I do shit like this. Just turn the camera off, turn it off. Come one. Turn it off. Just turn it off. Please turn it off, just for a little bit. Turn it off. Turn. It. Off. Please
And the last bit of tape is me filming Chris after he passed the fuck out up in Daves bed. The three of us got home finally about five this morning, after Dennys, where I had coffee, and probably should have had wateror maybe something to eat. All I had for dinner last night was cocaine. And I was full, let me tell you. But I digress, I gave Chris a 100 mg. Seroquel, and told him to take half and see how he feels. I swear not a half hour later, he was out cold, and so Dave and I sat and smoked 2 grams worth of weed and got stoned so there was a possibility of sleep sometime in the late morning. I finally forced myself to get up after finding myself on the floor in a ball laughing my ass of at something that we were talking about that, for the life of me, cant remember right now, but knew that Id been laughing for so long that my sides ached. I havent laughed like that it so long, it made me feel good.
I got up and went downstairs and tried to go to sleep sometime around eight, and lay in bed until my girlfriend called me at nine thirty. Sleep wasnt happening for me. I was feeling shitty because I had a fever from 28 hours of no sleep, over a gram of coke, over two grams of weed and more caffeine than is considered to be safe for normal intake, Im sure.
"I no longer know who I am, and I feel like the ghost of a total stranger."
I was also feeling shitty because Ive liked Dave since Ive moved here, and now Chris likes me, but I dont really like him. He just seems to try to hard. I need to talk to him, but I dont want to hurt his feelings. I guess that itll be easier for me to tell him than for me to lead him along
Whatever. I have a crush on everyone, so when I get inevitably turned down (really, no one wants a psycho girl!) I have someone else to crush on.
Im now crushing on myself. Damn Im hot.
I had the best night last night! I took my video camera upstairs and hung out with Chris and Dave. Chriss friend Katlyn came over and she and I immediately hit it off! She is so cute and really friendly and goes to Cal Poly and majors in international business and minors in French, and believe me, when she speaks it, my knees get weak!
We went to some party for some guys that graduated Cal Poly (which graduation was yesterday or something) and I didnt know anyone when I got therebut knew everyone by the time I left! I had my v.c. with me and got tons of hilarious shots, including Katlyn and I doing coke, a Japanese guy names Akira or something telling me the story of how hes getting deported back to Japan because he parties too much, and a VERY sexy (but very drunk) girl named Ashley telling me a story about how she was at a bar and a guy wanted to buy her a drink because she was picking her nose in public and he thought that she had balls for doing it, but she was so drunk that she didnt even know! Also I got these two drunk boys talking about how girls are scandalous but guys are just flat out pathetic, followed by a story from Mardi Gras that tied it nicely together. Then I got Sniders tattoos, followed by a very spun out Snider acting very much like a ground squirrel while looking out his windows. I asked him what he was looking for, but he didnt know. I knew what he was looking for, though. Ive been there. Poor Snider was hearing the voices!
Turn that off. I dont like to be around people when I do shit like this. Just turn the camera off, turn it off. Come one. Turn it off. Just turn it off. Please turn it off, just for a little bit. Turn it off. Turn. It. Off. Please
And the last bit of tape is me filming Chris after he passed the fuck out up in Daves bed. The three of us got home finally about five this morning, after Dennys, where I had coffee, and probably should have had wateror maybe something to eat. All I had for dinner last night was cocaine. And I was full, let me tell you. But I digress, I gave Chris a 100 mg. Seroquel, and told him to take half and see how he feels. I swear not a half hour later, he was out cold, and so Dave and I sat and smoked 2 grams worth of weed and got stoned so there was a possibility of sleep sometime in the late morning. I finally forced myself to get up after finding myself on the floor in a ball laughing my ass of at something that we were talking about that, for the life of me, cant remember right now, but knew that Id been laughing for so long that my sides ached. I havent laughed like that it so long, it made me feel good.
I got up and went downstairs and tried to go to sleep sometime around eight, and lay in bed until my girlfriend called me at nine thirty. Sleep wasnt happening for me. I was feeling shitty because I had a fever from 28 hours of no sleep, over a gram of coke, over two grams of weed and more caffeine than is considered to be safe for normal intake, Im sure.
"I no longer know who I am, and I feel like the ghost of a total stranger."
I was also feeling shitty because Ive liked Dave since Ive moved here, and now Chris likes me, but I dont really like him. He just seems to try to hard. I need to talk to him, but I dont want to hurt his feelings. I guess that itll be easier for me to tell him than for me to lead him along
Whatever. I have a crush on everyone, so when I get inevitably turned down (really, no one wants a psycho girl!) I have someone else to crush on.
Im now crushing on myself. Damn Im hot.
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Damn me for looking so good!