Weekend of MLK
So, I am deciding to start writing what I do with it life, more specifically my weekends. My memory is really going down the crap shoot and as much as I seem to like supressing any memories farther than a year back, it's nice to know I can look back at what k did last week, or two weeks ago.
I started my weekend early, turning my Thursday night into Friday night. Thursday of course, I was with pat. We tried going for a run outside, still too cold. We just went nuts like yeah we can go outside and get our tan on and sweat. But even though it was actually above freezing, it was cold. We smoked our hookah, drank soem miller lite and... I feel asleep. Friday work where we got the run around and strolled through the steamtown mall. Went to Thai Thai and got sweet coconut rice for dessert like always just because it's so damn good. Brokethe dry streak :) and then it was rays going away party, it was metal night. Didn't dress up. So many people including a drunk as fuck Chelsea who said I looked hot, my boyfriend was too preoccupied to even talk to me so I got upset again like always... We got over it. Didn't even get to talk to ray. People are messy and whorey and the night was a rather terrible one for me.
Next day, pays mom is making sweet and sour pork yummm. But before that she hung out with Dakota so pat seduced me into a forbidden place and it was kind of funny but I feel bad. So again, good dinner. Then the final bar partyfor awhile. Ray already left, WTF. But played a oil pong and made a bet with joe that if the cowboys won the game I'd owe him my beer money plus some and if the Vikings won, id owe him nothing. Next day, I got to keep my money:). Had some mac and cheeese had some loove. Josh wants a martin Luther king jr. Party. Decide to get fosters austrailian beer... Bought 25 dollars worthof glow sticks. Painted faces with them. Started drinkin early, went to sleep early. My boyfriend was again too in love withbeer pong to even do what guys love the most. Chris moved in with yousef, and cuddled with Erin that same night. Steve sucks.
Today is actual MLK day, and we worked. I got subwaaay and we napped and got chili and just talked a lot.
And pat helped me with my body image and what I could do to lose weight if I felt I needed to now I'm eating five three hundred calorie meals a day. He's supportive. I'm happy I think I can do this now.
Okaythen.
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