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man, last night was so fucking crazy. i don't know if i can even begin to touch upon all the crazy shit that emily, oobliette, and i saw/did. i'll try though.
we got there and there weren't many people that we knew. emily, of course, saw several people she'd met before and engaged in 20 minute conversations with them. oobliette and i just kinda wandered around the party; looking around and making fun of people. we saw anthony when we first got there and then his whole crew of friends from port lavaca started talking to us later....and jesus christ. anthony's roommate came up to me and was like, "what's your name?" and i said, "rebecca..." he then grabbed my head and forced it toward his friend's face, saying, "this guy here wants a kiss." i replied with, "WHOA NOW DUDE, I'M MARRIED." he then proceeded to question why i was married, and all i could come up with was, "because i got married." real witty, becca. really witty.
it's kind of hard to type because my ring finger on my left hand is asleep. this is the second time this has happened in the past month. weird.
anyhoo, along with mr. kissy came mr. drunk belligerent 15 year old. this kid was so fucking out of it. hooooooly shit. he had the whole I'M 15 AND THIS IS MY FIRST HUGE AUSTIN PARTY thing going on. he came up to oobliette and me and started saying shit like, "we're here to skateboard and you keep getting us drunk! we just want to skateboard! we're making a skateboard video! and you're getting us drunk!" i looked around for anthony and signaled, "help, your little friend is being a jackass." he came over and calmed him down a bit, but not before the kid tried to grab oobliette's ass about 10 times. right before he left, she went to shake his hand and put her cigarette out on it. he was like, "ow, you burnt me!" damn straight. oobliette is fucking hardcore. she's my new hero.
SPEAKING OF HEROES. EMILY FUCKING MINSTER. oh man. ok so we're all standing around in a circle, shooting the shit and being silly, and i'm all dancing around because there was some pretty good music being played. i then ran behind some hippie dude and danced around behind him (he had no idea i was there) and then his friend turned around and saw me so i ran away. his friend then called me a "fucking skank" and oobliette and emily weren't having that. they called him out, and he tried to say that he called me a "fucking snake." sure dude.
but of course, the snake reference cannot be overlooked when emily is in attendance. oobliette informed the guy that emily was part snake, and emily told him that if he gave her a dollar she would show him her tongue, and if it wasn't a snake tongue she would give him his dollar back. he whipped out his wallet and handed emily a piece of paper. emily stuck out her tongue, and the guy looked really scared and walked away. she then looked down and realized the guy had given her an old lottery ticket. we all agreed that he was an ass and went on with our night.
about an hour later, emily came up to oobliette and me and was like, "i swear, i'm going to punch that guy in the head for not giving me a dollar." oobliette was like, "go talk to him," and off went emily. several harsh words were said to him, and he was being a total dick. he kept saying that oobliette put emily up to this and was totally patronizing her. he finally said something along the lines of, "just punch me already, so these fuckin'..." (pointing at oobliette and me...then he faded off.) oobliette was like, "fuckin' WHAT?" and right then emily swung around and said, "OK, FIRST OFF" [hit in throat] "THAT WAS FOR THEM." i was like OMG OMG OMG so i kinda backed off because that guy looked like he'd hit back. more words were said and oobliette ended up throwing her beer in his face. he reared up like he was going to hit her, but his friends were holding him back.
by this time i was talking to another guy from port lavaca that i'd met before about tattoos and whatnot and oobliette came up to me and informed me that emily made friends with that guy and was in his car getting beer. silly emily.
after that i saw a big lanky dude in a denim jacket and realized it was jay, so i went up to him and said hi. we danced like michael jackson and laughed for a while, then everyone cleared out of the party.
i came home to wonderful joshua and spent some quality time together.
and that, my friends, was my saturday night.
we got there and there weren't many people that we knew. emily, of course, saw several people she'd met before and engaged in 20 minute conversations with them. oobliette and i just kinda wandered around the party; looking around and making fun of people. we saw anthony when we first got there and then his whole crew of friends from port lavaca started talking to us later....and jesus christ. anthony's roommate came up to me and was like, "what's your name?" and i said, "rebecca..." he then grabbed my head and forced it toward his friend's face, saying, "this guy here wants a kiss." i replied with, "WHOA NOW DUDE, I'M MARRIED." he then proceeded to question why i was married, and all i could come up with was, "because i got married." real witty, becca. really witty.
it's kind of hard to type because my ring finger on my left hand is asleep. this is the second time this has happened in the past month. weird.
anyhoo, along with mr. kissy came mr. drunk belligerent 15 year old. this kid was so fucking out of it. hooooooly shit. he had the whole I'M 15 AND THIS IS MY FIRST HUGE AUSTIN PARTY thing going on. he came up to oobliette and me and started saying shit like, "we're here to skateboard and you keep getting us drunk! we just want to skateboard! we're making a skateboard video! and you're getting us drunk!" i looked around for anthony and signaled, "help, your little friend is being a jackass." he came over and calmed him down a bit, but not before the kid tried to grab oobliette's ass about 10 times. right before he left, she went to shake his hand and put her cigarette out on it. he was like, "ow, you burnt me!" damn straight. oobliette is fucking hardcore. she's my new hero.
SPEAKING OF HEROES. EMILY FUCKING MINSTER. oh man. ok so we're all standing around in a circle, shooting the shit and being silly, and i'm all dancing around because there was some pretty good music being played. i then ran behind some hippie dude and danced around behind him (he had no idea i was there) and then his friend turned around and saw me so i ran away. his friend then called me a "fucking skank" and oobliette and emily weren't having that. they called him out, and he tried to say that he called me a "fucking snake." sure dude.
but of course, the snake reference cannot be overlooked when emily is in attendance. oobliette informed the guy that emily was part snake, and emily told him that if he gave her a dollar she would show him her tongue, and if it wasn't a snake tongue she would give him his dollar back. he whipped out his wallet and handed emily a piece of paper. emily stuck out her tongue, and the guy looked really scared and walked away. she then looked down and realized the guy had given her an old lottery ticket. we all agreed that he was an ass and went on with our night.
about an hour later, emily came up to oobliette and me and was like, "i swear, i'm going to punch that guy in the head for not giving me a dollar." oobliette was like, "go talk to him," and off went emily. several harsh words were said to him, and he was being a total dick. he kept saying that oobliette put emily up to this and was totally patronizing her. he finally said something along the lines of, "just punch me already, so these fuckin'..." (pointing at oobliette and me...then he faded off.) oobliette was like, "fuckin' WHAT?" and right then emily swung around and said, "OK, FIRST OFF" [hit in throat] "THAT WAS FOR THEM." i was like OMG OMG OMG so i kinda backed off because that guy looked like he'd hit back. more words were said and oobliette ended up throwing her beer in his face. he reared up like he was going to hit her, but his friends were holding him back.
by this time i was talking to another guy from port lavaca that i'd met before about tattoos and whatnot and oobliette came up to me and informed me that emily made friends with that guy and was in his car getting beer. silly emily.
after that i saw a big lanky dude in a denim jacket and realized it was jay, so i went up to him and said hi. we danced like michael jackson and laughed for a while, then everyone cleared out of the party.
i came home to wonderful joshua and spent some quality time together.
and that, my friends, was my saturday night.