stella_marie

ok, ive wanted to update, but, well, you'll see. thank you everyone for the birthday wishes. i had a very nice birthday. i went out for dinner with my roommate and illstabyou. had a bit to drink, but managed to get to work only 45 minutes late. we went to ace for some beer and pool and as we left, there were a bunch of people standing outside. ryan walked away without even saying goodbye or anything. as he walked down the street i yelled after him, what, no goodbye? no kiss? no nothing?? he waved his hand over his head and didnt even stop walking. all the people outside were waiting for my reaction. i turned to illstabyou and said, thats it. now im definately getting the abortion. i love facial reactions. saturday night was a different story. thanks to everyone who came. a special thank you to irina for coming and trying to beat the bouncer. i heart you girl. i had such a great time. sadly, i didnt take the camera out until i was already under the influence. you can tell im drunk cause i am in every picture

you can see the progression of intoxication

me & my roommate


chacka - the coolest mother fucker on the planet


illstabyou, me & eleven26


my friend bree and i exchanging a smootch for a feel


her boyfriend getting in on the deal too


i would tell you about the rest of the evening but that is where my memory ended. the worst thing is when you go to look at pictures and find ones you just cant explain. for example:



and no, the picture isnt blurry. its just as drunk as i was. i found some more but those are to never be seen by anyone.

so that was my birthday. i woke up a few times sunday not feeling very well and finally got out of bed around 8 pm. i was asleep before midnight. yeah, im too old for this shit anymore.


so i love my new bed. however, my sheets had a rip in them:


so iw ent out today and bought brand spankin new sheets for my brand spankin new bed and cant wait to sleep tonight. 320 count sateen (not to be confused with satin, although i dont know what sateen is anyways) sheets that are so fucking soft and now smell like bounce. like i needed a reason to NEVER get out of bed again? in all fairness, i still think about my old bed and feel bad.

and speaking of old things that are leaving my life, my car


its been sitting at my parents house collecting dust. but its so nice when i go home to jump in her and drive again. my dad said he was going to try to sell it. i just figured nobody would want it. its a 1997 grand am with around 80,000 miles on it. its actually in really good condition but why would anyone take my car from me? so last week my mom called me that she sold the car. i felt ill. i got this car in 97. she went through college in philly with me. shes gotten me to all the crazy road trips ive been on through the years. anytime i needed to escape, she took me away. i used to love to go clear my head driving down to jones beach when its dark at night with the windows rolled down. i loved the chill in the air and the taste of salt on my tongue. i loved that fucking car. so when my dad called me tonight and told me he was taking my tapes and stuff out of it cause the people were on their way to pick her up, well, i actually cried. i didnt even get to say goodbye to her. i didnt get to meet the girl who is taking her. i hope shes good to her - not that i was ever good to my car, but sometimes we abuse the ones we love the most. i guess the only comfort in this whole situation is that the girl who bought the car is named nicole.