miss emily betty (9:07:58 PM): we should make a cuddle date
I have come to the saddening yet liberating realization that I have ceased to care what my father thinks of me. I am not sure if this is good or bad.
East Bay adventure, yay! I bought at the liquer store for the first time without being carded. I felt so out of place at the poetry slam when I got there, but everyone was so unbelievably nice. Everyone was so supportive, and I met this cool kid named Bobby who aparently was buddies with N.Brezzle back in tha day?! The crowd was fucking awesome, and guess what?
I ADVANCED TO THE NEXT ROUND!!
[I am poetry masta!]
Afterwards Chelsea and Amy and I ventured to the assfucks of Richmond to see Nickie (sorry for the papercut, love!). He weighs ten pounds less than me and is the same height as me. Hence, I hate him.
Chels and I drove by the original SoleCastle on Lenox. I got that same old feeling of nervousness and excitedness that I'd get approaching each party. There are so many memories there...driving by it abandoned was the saddest thing in the world. Spencer's room looked like a skeleton from the window, and there were no red or blue lights in the living room, nor was there muffled laughter and rock music. We called Bobby and he said, "Throw a rock at it." We stopped by Ben's house too, more memories!
I really loved the peace march. It was sad though to see how unsupportive the businesses of the embarcadero were though.. Chelsea and I went to Haight for lunch and stopped by to see my sort-of-future-husband Chris who was not working that day!? Chelsea and Meli tried to go to a show at Slim's that night (to no avail) and Bobby came over from Berkeley to go out to dinner with me and then chill at home and talk in British accents about "The Jungle Book". He also advanced in the poetry slam, yay!
Oh God I look so pissed off today:
[maybe it had something to do with my dad calling me a slut?]
miss emily betty: you are so cool ::sigh::
miss emily betty: i am so jealous
iowa nick: you're cool by association
miss emily betty: oh thankgod
Not to be discriminatory, but I don't think I can ever hook up with a high school aged boy again. They are just so....not up to par?
[with, of course, the exception of Josh Bagley!]
East Bay adventure, yay! I bought at the liquer store for the first time without being carded. I felt so out of place at the poetry slam when I got there, but everyone was so unbelievably nice. Everyone was so supportive, and I met this cool kid named Bobby who aparently was buddies with N.Brezzle back in tha day?! The crowd was fucking awesome, and guess what?
I ADVANCED TO THE NEXT ROUND!!
[I am poetry masta!]
Afterwards Chelsea and Amy and I ventured to the assfucks of Richmond to see Nickie (sorry for the papercut, love!). He weighs ten pounds less than me and is the same height as me. Hence, I hate him.
Chels and I drove by the original SoleCastle on Lenox. I got that same old feeling of nervousness and excitedness that I'd get approaching each party. There are so many memories there...driving by it abandoned was the saddest thing in the world. Spencer's room looked like a skeleton from the window, and there were no red or blue lights in the living room, nor was there muffled laughter and rock music. We called Bobby and he said, "Throw a rock at it." We stopped by Ben's house too, more memories!
I really loved the peace march. It was sad though to see how unsupportive the businesses of the embarcadero were though.. Chelsea and I went to Haight for lunch and stopped by to see my sort-of-future-husband Chris who was not working that day!? Chelsea and Meli tried to go to a show at Slim's that night (to no avail) and Bobby came over from Berkeley to go out to dinner with me and then chill at home and talk in British accents about "The Jungle Book". He also advanced in the poetry slam, yay!
Oh God I look so pissed off today:
[maybe it had something to do with my dad calling me a slut?]
miss emily betty: you are so cool ::sigh::
miss emily betty: i am so jealous
iowa nick: you're cool by association
miss emily betty: oh thankgod
Not to be discriminatory, but I don't think I can ever hook up with a high school aged boy again. They are just so....not up to par?
[with, of course, the exception of Josh Bagley!]