oh lj <3
so whats up dudes?
i was in the bathroom and was getting ready for a good SOAK (more on that later) and i saw this stupid little pink rope-ish ring that ive been wearing and not noticing all week, and it reminded me that i didnt write about my weekend. im sure you are extremely upset about this right?
first off, jon picked me up on friday and we drove pretty much straight to kennebunk, only after stopping at RSVP for rations. i got super drunk at the show, as usual, and even got a drink bought for me. i felt like i was big pimpin. anyway, it was probably the worst ive seen TMW play in years. but that doesnt matter. i still raged and had a wicked good time. well...until after, when i got into a nice big fight. but oh well. S'ALL GOOD! we went home and i pretty much passed out. i couldnt find any blankets/didnt look, so i slept in a little ball inside of one of joe robos sweatshirts. it was freezing. sobered me right up, which was probably a good thing. then on saturday, we did something that i dont remember, and then me, jon, and derek went to OOB cause jon had never been. it was gross and rainy, but we made the best of it. we walked all around then went to the arcade and whooped serious ass. we won 219 tickets and bought all these stupid little trinkets like those neon colored rope-ish rings from the 80s and ringer traps and squirt guns and tootsie rolls and shit. it was probably worth the 15 bucks we spent on tickets. we didnt step foot on the sand, but thought that it would be super fun to go on the pier, now that we are ADULTS, but the $6.50 drinks that practically came in dixie cups didnt strike our fancy so we were like FUCK IT and went home to get drunk. on the way, we remembered that we were supposed to pick up joe robo at work, so we went there. he had to work late, so we sat at the bar. the gay bartender (who i LOVED) was in love with jon and i think that helped. he fed us beer after beer (and not the cheap stuff!) and shot after shot. the boys even ordered expensive gourmet onion rings, and our entire bill, all 3-4 of us, was 30 bucks. awesome. i was blitzed at that point. we went home and were going to try to go out, but were like FUCK IT. we drank some beers and called it good. we probably watched some tv and shit, but honestly, it must not have been that good cause i dont remember what we did that night either. on sunday we (me, jon, and derek) woke up and wanted to get some shopping in. we did that and then went to little ceasars and ordered two large pizzas for ten bucks. it was ready instantly. we then went and ate it in the back yard, much to dereks dismay. there were like...these little bugs jumping all over our food and ourselves, but that just added to the fun. we then went inside and all napped and eventually jon brought me home. well, to augusta, where dylan and i then dicked around for a bit and ate serious taco bell.
it might not seem like much, but its what i live for.
as for today.
i had a vagina appointment. i have a vagina cyst. a bartholin cyst to be more specific. they are no bigz, according to the doc and according to the net. they dont get treated unless they get infected and turn into an abcess. my doc looked at my vag for like 30 seconds then peaced out so i didnt get to like...ask questions. anyway, she was like ITS FINE so i had to research on my own. like i said, no treatment, other than at home treatments of soaking in a warm bath for 10-15 minutes 3-4 times a day. SUCKS! i hate taking baths. i tried to soak tonight before my shower. after like.....7 minutes i got bored out of my mind and was like SEE YA and didnt even get to take my shower. i was just too bored. so yeah. cyst. awesome.
dylan and i then had a lunch date and shared a sandwich at big g's. so fucking delicious.
then me and nana had a great dinner together. then we dicked around. then we watched our tuesday night tv, aka 'wipeout' and 'i was on a japanese game show.' i love that shit.
so here i am. tuesday night. 2:30 am. feels like 10:30 pm. not tired at all. feeling a lot better and happier than i was a few days ago. being hopeful and being optimistic. *nods*
now lets just hope i can find something awesome to do for the holiday weekend.
OVER AND OUT NUKS!
oh. ps. i bought dylan condoms today.
i was in the bathroom and was getting ready for a good SOAK (more on that later) and i saw this stupid little pink rope-ish ring that ive been wearing and not noticing all week, and it reminded me that i didnt write about my weekend. im sure you are extremely upset about this right?
first off, jon picked me up on friday and we drove pretty much straight to kennebunk, only after stopping at RSVP for rations. i got super drunk at the show, as usual, and even got a drink bought for me. i felt like i was big pimpin. anyway, it was probably the worst ive seen TMW play in years. but that doesnt matter. i still raged and had a wicked good time. well...until after, when i got into a nice big fight. but oh well. S'ALL GOOD! we went home and i pretty much passed out. i couldnt find any blankets/didnt look, so i slept in a little ball inside of one of joe robos sweatshirts. it was freezing. sobered me right up, which was probably a good thing. then on saturday, we did something that i dont remember, and then me, jon, and derek went to OOB cause jon had never been. it was gross and rainy, but we made the best of it. we walked all around then went to the arcade and whooped serious ass. we won 219 tickets and bought all these stupid little trinkets like those neon colored rope-ish rings from the 80s and ringer traps and squirt guns and tootsie rolls and shit. it was probably worth the 15 bucks we spent on tickets. we didnt step foot on the sand, but thought that it would be super fun to go on the pier, now that we are ADULTS, but the $6.50 drinks that practically came in dixie cups didnt strike our fancy so we were like FUCK IT and went home to get drunk. on the way, we remembered that we were supposed to pick up joe robo at work, so we went there. he had to work late, so we sat at the bar. the gay bartender (who i LOVED) was in love with jon and i think that helped. he fed us beer after beer (and not the cheap stuff!) and shot after shot. the boys even ordered expensive gourmet onion rings, and our entire bill, all 3-4 of us, was 30 bucks. awesome. i was blitzed at that point. we went home and were going to try to go out, but were like FUCK IT. we drank some beers and called it good. we probably watched some tv and shit, but honestly, it must not have been that good cause i dont remember what we did that night either. on sunday we (me, jon, and derek) woke up and wanted to get some shopping in. we did that and then went to little ceasars and ordered two large pizzas for ten bucks. it was ready instantly. we then went and ate it in the back yard, much to dereks dismay. there were like...these little bugs jumping all over our food and ourselves, but that just added to the fun. we then went inside and all napped and eventually jon brought me home. well, to augusta, where dylan and i then dicked around for a bit and ate serious taco bell.
it might not seem like much, but its what i live for.
as for today.
i had a vagina appointment. i have a vagina cyst. a bartholin cyst to be more specific. they are no bigz, according to the doc and according to the net. they dont get treated unless they get infected and turn into an abcess. my doc looked at my vag for like 30 seconds then peaced out so i didnt get to like...ask questions. anyway, she was like ITS FINE so i had to research on my own. like i said, no treatment, other than at home treatments of soaking in a warm bath for 10-15 minutes 3-4 times a day. SUCKS! i hate taking baths. i tried to soak tonight before my shower. after like.....7 minutes i got bored out of my mind and was like SEE YA and didnt even get to take my shower. i was just too bored. so yeah. cyst. awesome.
dylan and i then had a lunch date and shared a sandwich at big g's. so fucking delicious.
then me and nana had a great dinner together. then we dicked around. then we watched our tuesday night tv, aka 'wipeout' and 'i was on a japanese game show.' i love that shit.
so here i am. tuesday night. 2:30 am. feels like 10:30 pm. not tired at all. feeling a lot better and happier than i was a few days ago. being hopeful and being optimistic. *nods*
now lets just hope i can find something awesome to do for the holiday weekend.
OVER AND OUT NUKS!
oh. ps. i bought dylan condoms today.