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so it appears that when i say "gimme danger" i mean it in No Uncertain Terms. i mean come the fuck at me. i mean, "hey baby, let's court okay!" i apparently mean oh hey, something else my mother can NEVER KNOW because she's Sure she Raised me Better.
one of our roommates moved to michigan yesterday. so on friday, we decided to have a party, by which i mean the three of us sat on the roof drinking beer. as we were leaving the liquor store, these two men asked us if we knew any good bars in the area because the one they were just at kind of indicated they should go to boystown instead (the neighborhood i live in is conveniently full of lesbos. the gay dude neighborhood is about three miles south. not that it specifically matters usually, but it IS that time of year...) and then asked where we were going. long story short, we exercised poor judgement and all five of us ended up drinking on the roof. it was a vaguely entertaining night, but OBVIOUSLY NOT THE WAY TO GO ABOUT MEETING NEW FRIENDS HOLY FUCK. i mean, i'm not a complete moron with little to no self-preservation instincts, i do carry a flick knife. because i am a badass, etc. but i did almost have to pull it on one of the guys when he had too much to drink and apparently thought "i have a boyfriend" was a psa and not my roommate's way of saying "get the fuck away from me now". luckily, his friend was less of a drunk asshole and they left before i ended up with an assault charge because i have poor anger management skills and my #1 daytime fantasy is castrating drunk boys who won't take "no" for an answer.
"we know things are bad for us and we do them anyway" is kind of how we roll.
then, today, i had to go pick up a record player i bought off craigslist. i tried to do the responsible thing and have someone come with me, because if there is one thing more dangerous than letting strangers into your house it's going over to theirs, but every single other person i know was otherwise engaged. ffs! in the end, everything turned out alright and i wound up with a sweet portable record player, and that guy was probably younger than i am. like that time i bought my ipod off craigslist and the kid was fifteen or something. so i have been holed up in my room with the fan on high, going through my vinyl collection, and not going to pride. ugh, it's going to be bad enough tomorrow when i have to walk dogs in that neighborhood and try to sidestep all the broken beer bottles.
ps- yoursacredkey! remember when you lived here and you called me and said you and your friends were going to pride and i should come meet you there? and this was before i had a mobile phone? and i pretty much had no hope of finding you in a sea of people? and then i totally just ran into you and it was amazing??! haha, i was just telling my friend about that the other day. i was like "it was the single most impressive thing i have ever done in my life!" and she was all "i really think you're selling yourself short there" and i was like "oh yeah? but think about it though. finding one person nearly accidentally in THAT crowd? in the middle of the parade?" and she was like "yeah...i guess that's true" :)
one of our roommates moved to michigan yesterday. so on friday, we decided to have a party, by which i mean the three of us sat on the roof drinking beer. as we were leaving the liquor store, these two men asked us if we knew any good bars in the area because the one they were just at kind of indicated they should go to boystown instead (the neighborhood i live in is conveniently full of lesbos. the gay dude neighborhood is about three miles south. not that it specifically matters usually, but it IS that time of year...) and then asked where we were going. long story short, we exercised poor judgement and all five of us ended up drinking on the roof. it was a vaguely entertaining night, but OBVIOUSLY NOT THE WAY TO GO ABOUT MEETING NEW FRIENDS HOLY FUCK. i mean, i'm not a complete moron with little to no self-preservation instincts, i do carry a flick knife. because i am a badass, etc. but i did almost have to pull it on one of the guys when he had too much to drink and apparently thought "i have a boyfriend" was a psa and not my roommate's way of saying "get the fuck away from me now". luckily, his friend was less of a drunk asshole and they left before i ended up with an assault charge because i have poor anger management skills and my #1 daytime fantasy is castrating drunk boys who won't take "no" for an answer.
"we know things are bad for us and we do them anyway" is kind of how we roll.
then, today, i had to go pick up a record player i bought off craigslist. i tried to do the responsible thing and have someone come with me, because if there is one thing more dangerous than letting strangers into your house it's going over to theirs, but every single other person i know was otherwise engaged. ffs! in the end, everything turned out alright and i wound up with a sweet portable record player, and that guy was probably younger than i am. like that time i bought my ipod off craigslist and the kid was fifteen or something. so i have been holed up in my room with the fan on high, going through my vinyl collection, and not going to pride. ugh, it's going to be bad enough tomorrow when i have to walk dogs in that neighborhood and try to sidestep all the broken beer bottles.
ps- yoursacredkey! remember when you lived here and you called me and said you and your friends were going to pride and i should come meet you there? and this was before i had a mobile phone? and i pretty much had no hope of finding you in a sea of people? and then i totally just ran into you and it was amazing??! haha, i was just telling my friend about that the other day. i was like "it was the single most impressive thing i have ever done in my life!" and she was all "i really think you're selling yourself short there" and i was like "oh yeah? but think about it though. finding one person nearly accidentally in THAT crowd? in the middle of the parade?" and she was like "yeah...i guess that's true" :)