She meant it in a nice way, "Tia is muy loco!" Is what she said afterwards.
I've had too much caffeine...
Her husband and I get along really well, it's weird.
He's like, "I like having her here!"
(Referring to me)
And he calls me nanny and auntie...
He was joking about me being their second child.
He also said he'd give me a dollar if I guessed what this quote was from (some Fight Club quote).
Ivy keeps joking that we should get married...
It's funny as fuck.
Fork called me, on a three-way with one of his friends (I adore his friends).
So Ivy and her husband and me and Fork and his friend were all talking, and shit, and it was fun.
I'm helping her get ready for the party tomorrow.
I'm laughing so hard that I'm crying, I love our randomness.
Even though I hate a lot of people, I manage to get along with almost anyone...it's strange.
We've been listening to Hootie & The Blowfish, Blues Traveller, Semisonic...and having fun.
What am I going to do when she leaves???
I'm nuts tonight, and Ivy is gonna kill me.
Her husband is still quizzing me on bands...I only got one wrong.
She's so scary, I laughed so hard tonight.....and we cleaned her whole house.
I'll laugh if I fall asleep upside down like this.
Fork went to bed, but I finally got to talk to him.
Man, my fucking brain is tired.
He thinks it's cute that I'm crazy, and he said one day I'll "find the right person and say this isn't a bad idea" (about marriage).
Because he sent me this;
"This will be you..."
And I said "if I ever have the misfortune to get married."
I'm even too tired for Madoka Magica, besides that series is seriously depressing me right now.
Everyone teases me about cursing at my TV (Fork's friend was joking about it earlier, it's kinda funny how many people bring that up).
I forgot to say that we hung out with this girl that I haven't seen since high school (like yesterday-ish, all the days are blurring together).
We all have an unspoken agreement that we don't tell stories about how I was in high school, she said it got boring after Ivy and I graduated.
Because we were the last of the fun people...damn kids (she's a year younger than us).
She's pretty chill (she's always been), I remember that she hated me when we first met (I was like fourteen).
She was a good enough friend not to do anything with Satan way back when, because he and I had history...which is more than I can say for Ivy (she almost slept with him more than once back then, even though she was in love with his best friend).
My friends have pretty much all slept with each other, it was kinda normal I guess.
So, goodnight, because there doesn't need to be any more pointless anecdotes in this blog.
We saw a movie too...3 Days to Kill, it wasn't bad.
Okay, that's really all this time.
I can hear Ivy and her husband having sex upstairs, this is so awkward...I shouted, "You guys are fucking loud!"
So Ivy came downstairs to tell me how there was cum everywhere.
So today was the party, I took lots of pictures, got fucking wasted...you know, the usual.
After the "kids party" was over we played beer pong, it's totally possible to be wasted off of beer (I had a lot).
I ended up puking while I was on the phone with Fork.
He stayed up with me all night and kept me from passing out in my own vomit.
I'm not even sure what I said to him, I can't remember anything after we came inside from beer pong.
Ivy's husband decided that my nickname is Shit Show (because my name starts with an 'S').
Her neighbor has started calling me "Slore" (bitch & whore as one word), but he was drunk.
One of her husband's married friends wanted to bone me (ewww, gross).
I guess I fell down the stairs a few times (or up the stairs?)
Ivy's husband has been quizzing me on 90s music for the last couple days.
And I dunno what else to talk about...
I'm fucking tired and hungover, and everything I eat tastes like vomit (it's morning now).
So this guy I made out with in Oceanside, a few people I went to middle school with, and a bunch of my friends from high school (basically people from all over San Diego County) are all friends.
Ten bucks says they met at a hardcore show....
I really do know everyone in this city, don't I?
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