drunken adventures post sickness
so saturday night was totally lame. i spent $26 and all i got was one corona. fucking dumb. i went to n'touch with mikey and mike, and it was boring. all we did was stand around in the vanilla cornor, and the boys there weren't even particularily cute. whatever. so i like was like fuck it, i'm taking a cab back home, even tho i should have just fucking walked down the street to check out the party at gangways. oh well, next time.
so sunday was weird. spent like $30, but i did like 6 drinks throughout the course of the evening. went out and met up with this half egyptian and spanish (i'm not mexican, he had to make very clear, stupid...) guy who done found me on myspace and wanted to kick it, and i was like, ok whatever, you seem kinda cute. he was in fact pretty cute with his beany on and baggy clothes and what not, (underneath the clothes, ehh not so much). but his crime was alas being somewhat boring. he didn't drink and doesn't do any drugs or nothing, so i basically was like, well i'm gonna drink, cuz i been sick all week, this my day off, and yr kinda weird, so i need some booze to loosen me up. cue daniel, i call up pretty roommate to potentially come rescue me, and he shows up mad quick at the fucking cafe, so we do a tequila shot together, and daniel is like, well the guy is ok, but why the beany? is he hiding a receding hairline? and he's boring. and we come to conclusion that we must him to the dance test. which he fails. anyways, i decide to stick it out and see what happens and daniel returns home to his beloved final fantasy x. anyway, i decide to haul the boy back to my place, and he turns out to be boring in other ways too, but i suppose i was somewhat entertained, i guess. anyway, after kicking him the fuck on out of my house, i'm like, daniel let's go out again, but he's like fuck that, it's raining, i got wet already for you once, i'm staying here and getting my power-up thingys for my game characters. so i call up mikey and meet him the sadlands. but mikey is feeling a bit demure and lathargic, unusual for him, i suppose, so i kick it for a bit there and at the bar, and eventually figure fuck this shit, a desparate situation of which i reckon i oughtta escape, so we both call it a night. i return home, daniel is still on that damn game, i pass out on the couch momentarily, and awake later to proclaim fuck it, i'm fucking going to sleep.
all this and i could have been working on music instead, and still have $50. i'm a damn fool, so much for living life.
so sunday was weird. spent like $30, but i did like 6 drinks throughout the course of the evening. went out and met up with this half egyptian and spanish (i'm not mexican, he had to make very clear, stupid...) guy who done found me on myspace and wanted to kick it, and i was like, ok whatever, you seem kinda cute. he was in fact pretty cute with his beany on and baggy clothes and what not, (underneath the clothes, ehh not so much). but his crime was alas being somewhat boring. he didn't drink and doesn't do any drugs or nothing, so i basically was like, well i'm gonna drink, cuz i been sick all week, this my day off, and yr kinda weird, so i need some booze to loosen me up. cue daniel, i call up pretty roommate to potentially come rescue me, and he shows up mad quick at the fucking cafe, so we do a tequila shot together, and daniel is like, well the guy is ok, but why the beany? is he hiding a receding hairline? and he's boring. and we come to conclusion that we must him to the dance test. which he fails. anyways, i decide to stick it out and see what happens and daniel returns home to his beloved final fantasy x. anyway, i decide to haul the boy back to my place, and he turns out to be boring in other ways too, but i suppose i was somewhat entertained, i guess. anyway, after kicking him the fuck on out of my house, i'm like, daniel let's go out again, but he's like fuck that, it's raining, i got wet already for you once, i'm staying here and getting my power-up thingys for my game characters. so i call up mikey and meet him the sadlands. but mikey is feeling a bit demure and lathargic, unusual for him, i suppose, so i kick it for a bit there and at the bar, and eventually figure fuck this shit, a desparate situation of which i reckon i oughtta escape, so we both call it a night. i return home, daniel is still on that damn game, i pass out on the couch momentarily, and awake later to proclaim fuck it, i'm fucking going to sleep.
all this and i could have been working on music instead, and still have $50. i'm a damn fool, so much for living life.
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