Poopin at the Loop
Last night was a barrel fun. Went to the oh-so-exciting Loop Lounge. I got all tricked up and stayed out until the monsterous hour of 3AM. Best part of the whole ordeal was getting to see Amanda and Franky. Two of my favorite people. The music sucked and the crowd was less-than-spectacular. The smoke was brewing and the beer was flowing, but after Amanda split, Franky and I, as per usual, slipped out of the bar and into the world of Jersey Diners. We chose Three Brothers. A favorite of Northern New Jersey natives. We saw people we would rather not have. We had caffeinated beverages. Franky shot grapefruit all over his eyes. It was semi-homosexual. We reminisced of days gone by when we were sewn together at the rears and life was care-free, aimless, and exciting. Times when I didn't need a bedtime, when I had a boyfriend that I payed no attention to, times when I could show up to work in my pajamas and or lingerie, and when I could pump Eminem at my desk - full volume, without any regrets or flack from the management. Oh how life has changed...
I don't miss much about the old life though, except for pajamas at work and a lot of Franky time. He is probably the smartest and most insane person that I know. He is good good people. Our endeavors are purely criminal.
Well, I'm going to get some work done
God Bless
Jilly
I don't miss much about the old life though, except for pajamas at work and a lot of Franky time. He is probably the smartest and most insane person that I know. He is good good people. Our endeavors are purely criminal.
Well, I'm going to get some work done
God Bless
Jilly