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last night i saw boys night out with cassie, becca, brian and nathaniel.
it was a stufuckingpendous time, indeed.
but let's back track a little, kids.
let's take it back to.. oh i don't know... christmas?
yes, yes we shall.
for i spent my christmas amidst the japanese tourists at the casino.
so post the christmas shindig at my house, i went to cassie's familiy bash.
her brother looked up my skirt.
and told us how he likes woman to be 14-15.
he is 9. maybe 10. i think 9.
lovely kid.
so after all that, becca, cassie, brian and i hung out at cassie's and then had the brilliant idea to go to the casino.
these slips of paper are there to remind people where they parked.
well, rebecca took them all from that floor.
and from another floor.
so some people were fucked.
there are mirrors on the ceiling of the elevator.
and there's a krispy kreme inside.
the casino is just all around cool.
so we all decided to have an eating contest at the buffet.
cassie is the most competitive kid EVER.
after she had already won the contest, brian had ice cream left over.
cassie: brian, give me your ice cream. i need to seal this victory.
brian: you've already had to stop yourself from throwing up. no.
cassie: JUST GIVE IT TO ME!
me: cassie stop being so fucking competitive and mean.
then cassie lunged for it and ate it all. no need, no need at all.
i had second place.
on brian's first plate, this piece of chicken was so bad.
so to try and fix it, he poured sugar packets all over it.
and still ate it, because he had to or he would be out of the contest.
then he poured orange soda on it.
neither of these things helped, but he finished the horrid chicken.
after one plate, becca wanted to skip to dessert.
we wouldn't let her. we said it was against the rules.
so she filled up her second round plate with bread, thinking it would be easy.
she couldnt finish it.
she lost.
cassie and i threw up after the contest.
a lot.
brian rode this back to the car.
it was a grand night, indeed.
my grandma got me a s'more maker for christmas.
that shit is badass.
i can't wait to use it.
and cassie got me this glorious tiffany lamp.
christmas was good.
and as for a.c.moore, they cut my hours.
all of my hours.
so i have no job and a shitload of money to pay for england.
who wants to find me a job?
and.... GO!!