Friday: helped Cass move. discovered my parents had broken a promise to me and the whole summer school thing is still in the air. Ah to be 20,000 dollars in debt by the end of college!
Saturday: lunch with cass, and found out that Brook somehow managed to sleep through her graduation. I tried very hard not to laugh as she explained her situation to me. Also, to quote Cass, "why is it that whenever anyone wants to get drunk, you're the person they call?" She (brook) reminded me why we broke up so many times and why i rarely see her that night as well. More bitching, more paranoia, more of her trying to get her way, etc. I managed to drink three bottles of her wine (and i hate wine) and tell her "you bitch too much and talk way too much shit about people" and somehow convinced her to drive me home early. How did i block all that crap when I agreed to see her again?
Somehow after all of that I was reasonably elequent... or so i've been told. I started drunk-dialing once i made it to my computer. Apologies to all I called, i'll work on that. I've never been wine-drunk as I very rarely drink wine. This may actually be my 5th or 6th taste of the stuff, including the faux-champage drank at my brother's wedding.
Sunday: woke up with the nastiest hangover I've had in several months and pieced together exactly what had transpired the evening before. Aparently after all of that Brook still wants to talk to me. Of course, thus proving my theroy that all feminists secretly want to be dominated. My DVD player on my laptop wasn't working properly so i decided to put Star Wars: A New Hope in. It worked, so i watched it.. and Empire... and now Return of the Jedi.
a great man once said "it's not that i have terrible taste in women, it's that terrible women have taste in me." I'm less and less attracted to the women in my life. I need to find a new vagina.
Saturday: lunch with cass, and found out that Brook somehow managed to sleep through her graduation. I tried very hard not to laugh as she explained her situation to me. Also, to quote Cass, "why is it that whenever anyone wants to get drunk, you're the person they call?" She (brook) reminded me why we broke up so many times and why i rarely see her that night as well. More bitching, more paranoia, more of her trying to get her way, etc. I managed to drink three bottles of her wine (and i hate wine) and tell her "you bitch too much and talk way too much shit about people" and somehow convinced her to drive me home early. How did i block all that crap when I agreed to see her again?
Somehow after all of that I was reasonably elequent... or so i've been told. I started drunk-dialing once i made it to my computer. Apologies to all I called, i'll work on that. I've never been wine-drunk as I very rarely drink wine. This may actually be my 5th or 6th taste of the stuff, including the faux-champage drank at my brother's wedding.
Sunday: woke up with the nastiest hangover I've had in several months and pieced together exactly what had transpired the evening before. Aparently after all of that Brook still wants to talk to me. Of course, thus proving my theroy that all feminists secretly want to be dominated. My DVD player on my laptop wasn't working properly so i decided to put Star Wars: A New Hope in. It worked, so i watched it.. and Empire... and now Return of the Jedi.
a great man once said "it's not that i have terrible taste in women, it's that terrible women have taste in me." I'm less and less attracted to the women in my life. I need to find a new vagina.
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ps-Yes, I do mean Molly.