oldschool livejournal update.
--Tequila Night was perfect. If you define perfect by two margaritas followed by fifteen (rough guesstimate?) shots of tequila with lime and salt like the classy broad i am, and the sending of a text message "Please come over i just shot tequila out of my nose on my fourth shot in two minutes" "Anna, thats the classiest text message I've ever gotten from you." Around what I can only assume/was told was 1am, our one straightedge(ish) friend ran out of the house in the pouring rain down the street to Kroger and returned victorious with a BUCKET of margarita mix. I played SHOTS by LMFAO in honor of my towson loves and because for once someone other than me knew it! I watched Dark Knight with Vic, Tanya, and Mike for a bit, fell asleep, and woke up to the STICKIEST house in the world (since been fixed). I spilled four MUGS of margaritas. FOUR. I remember (the only thing) Tanya handing me a to-go coffee cup with a lid saying, "Sippy Cup, fuck the haters, its your house", full of margarita, that i drank the rest of the time. And now, I see why I stay clear of that nectar of Tekillya.
--Waffle House with Travis and Vic, gorged on gross food for cheap. Thrifted at some creepy Christian store that had an old Vaudeville trunk I desperately wanted, and a baby organ Jasen would have loved. Damn you, Savannah, nifty finds at the wrong times!
--Gallery Reception of this very talented SCAD artist, which was incredible. Drank pink champagne with pink ice cream and pink cupcakes with pink frosting in enamel tins with paint stirrer spatulas. Her work was mindblowing.
--Trav's house with Vic and Babyfeet, got Slugger, drove out to Tybee, walked on the beach with that little puppy I love so much before dinner.
--Dinner with Trav's parents at their swanky Tybee beach house, realllll southern style and hilarious. Discussed renting a beach house for one night of insane beach house partying. We could do it.
--Longest talk about the Tybee Nuclear Bomb and Chernobyl EVER.
--Drank vodka at Mikes, drank vodka in trav's car, drank vodka in trav's house, drank vodka on the way to a party.
--Obligatory game of flip cup, a very crowded party, taking shots, PLAYING shots again, making new friends through Lady Gaga (as it should be), danced to some MJ. Drunken car ride home, faster grilled cheese i ever made in my life for mike, and passed out.
--Showered finally. RECORD FAIR. Really awesome. Out to TBell with Trav, Vic, and Babyfeet. Back to Trav's house for Breaking Bad and shrimp and potatoes and playing with Slugger and sitting on the front porch swing. Adventure to see fireworks.
--back to the boys' house, got high just from sitting in the room and that was a completely bizarre experience for me. before y'all get on me about it, this doesn't mean i'm going to be smoking like i used to, but it was a fun, fine night. Watched Phoenix Lights with Vic, got freaked out, went to sleep.
--Gallery Espresso with Vic to get breakfast and coffee, walked around downtown, bought an eightdollar vintage taffeta turquoise double tiered cocktail dress because it was too hot out and i wanted it SO THERE. Smoothie King, Subway. Nourishing my hungover, exhausted body.
--Cleaned the entire house for a hot hour and a half, mopped the tequila away, wiped the tequila away, swept the tequila away. Just need Trav to fix the back porch that Vic accidentally broke now. Did laundry. Felt better.
--Watched the rest of Phoenix Lights with Vic, did homework for the first time all weekend, came back to my house.
--Four episodes of X-Files and I'm sufficiently freaked out.
WHAT A LONG PERFECT GLORIOUS WEEKEND, this week is going to kick my ass. LOVE.
--Waffle House with Travis and Vic, gorged on gross food for cheap. Thrifted at some creepy Christian store that had an old Vaudeville trunk I desperately wanted, and a baby organ Jasen would have loved. Damn you, Savannah, nifty finds at the wrong times!
--Gallery Reception of this very talented SCAD artist, which was incredible. Drank pink champagne with pink ice cream and pink cupcakes with pink frosting in enamel tins with paint stirrer spatulas. Her work was mindblowing.
--Trav's house with Vic and Babyfeet, got Slugger, drove out to Tybee, walked on the beach with that little puppy I love so much before dinner.
--Dinner with Trav's parents at their swanky Tybee beach house, realllll southern style and hilarious. Discussed renting a beach house for one night of insane beach house partying. We could do it.
--Longest talk about the Tybee Nuclear Bomb and Chernobyl EVER.
--Drank vodka at Mikes, drank vodka in trav's car, drank vodka in trav's house, drank vodka on the way to a party.
--Obligatory game of flip cup, a very crowded party, taking shots, PLAYING shots again, making new friends through Lady Gaga (as it should be), danced to some MJ. Drunken car ride home, faster grilled cheese i ever made in my life for mike, and passed out.
--Showered finally. RECORD FAIR. Really awesome. Out to TBell with Trav, Vic, and Babyfeet. Back to Trav's house for Breaking Bad and shrimp and potatoes and playing with Slugger and sitting on the front porch swing. Adventure to see fireworks.
--back to the boys' house, got high just from sitting in the room and that was a completely bizarre experience for me. before y'all get on me about it, this doesn't mean i'm going to be smoking like i used to, but it was a fun, fine night. Watched Phoenix Lights with Vic, got freaked out, went to sleep.
--Gallery Espresso with Vic to get breakfast and coffee, walked around downtown, bought an eightdollar vintage taffeta turquoise double tiered cocktail dress because it was too hot out and i wanted it SO THERE. Smoothie King, Subway. Nourishing my hungover, exhausted body.
--Cleaned the entire house for a hot hour and a half, mopped the tequila away, wiped the tequila away, swept the tequila away. Just need Trav to fix the back porch that Vic accidentally broke now. Did laundry. Felt better.
--Watched the rest of Phoenix Lights with Vic, did homework for the first time all weekend, came back to my house.
--Four episodes of X-Files and I'm sufficiently freaked out.
WHAT A LONG PERFECT GLORIOUS WEEKEND, this week is going to kick my ass. LOVE.