Jul 31, 2005 19:59
I haven't updated in forever, I'm not sure if that's due to laziness or my incredibly busy social schedule. Sarcasm doesn't transfer well over the computer. Today has been pretty uneventful, unlike last night.
So last night was a Saturday, and Merida, Ridds, and I had been planning on chilla-chilla-ing for fo'eva. We met Downtown, at first i thought i'd been ditched and my heart bled until i ran into Kali. Turns out that while i was outside Christian's they were inside. Eventually the confusion ended and we found each other. Our reuion was incredibly joyful, many a bystander was in tears. I bought some poppycock and we discovered a new orbit flavor. BTDUBBS poppycock is amazing, i highly recommend it. At this point da posse consisted of Matt Chambers, Riddick, Allie G, Merida, and mineself. We saw Wedding Crashers which was pretty effing hilarious.
We then headed over to Harris Teeter. That was the plan anyway, they went to Harris Teeter I went to Burger King where i somehow got stuck behind an Explorer which had at least 23 million passangers, all of whom got full meals. Damn fatties.
Boring boring boring and then we get a call from matt (who'd left) telling us about some guy practicing karate with a giant stick at a nearby church. We had no choice but to roll out to the church. Sure enough there was some random white guy listening to music brandishing a giant stick and a large carton of milk, or quite possibly chocolate milk. I went by him going maybe 5 mph and stopped at the stopsign for a good 4 minutes while merida took pictures. We then turned around and did the exact same thing. I think he might have waved at us, but it's entirely possible that he was just doing Upside Down Flamingo's Mating Call or some other xcore karate thing.
We then got dressed up, because if you're with Merida, that's what you do. I've noticed something about every picture i've ever seen of merida... she's either dressed up or in the process of getting naked, and no that's not meant to be dirty. Merida was dressed like a pretty kitty (leopard print leggings, skirt, cat ears and PIMPIN makeup), I was a female
P-I-M-P (complete with hat, bling, and blazer), Ridds found the most amazing thing i've ever seen in my life, Merida's old jazzercise or something outfit. Spandex, all of it, with TASSELS. Allie was done up cowgirl style, yeah that's right, with CHAPS. Eventually Allie got the jazzercising outfit and Ridds was a g fab pirate. That was when we learned about Allie's hidden talent. You know how in rap songs they talk about girls making their ass clap? yeah, she can do that.
We started watching Josie and the Pussycats because it's the best movie on the face of the planet and then Merida, Ridds, and I went out for pancakes at the villa. It was around 1ish. When we rolled up at the villa we saw like 8 racoons running for their lives by the trashcan. Once inside the Villa there were just lots of pancakes being eaten, pictures being taken, and compliments on our outfits being given. Ridds was pretty sneaky. She took one of my pancakes and made a face out of it and then ate it before i knew what was going on. My protestations came too late. We then went and talked to Mark for approx. 2 seconds and then headed back to Merida's where they went to sleep and I read for a while.
Merida's cat is almost as slutty as George's. It tried to seduce me in my sleep, I however was having none of it.
I have a vague recollection of Matt yelling something in the morning but I woke up at 11 something and was pretty amazed at myself for being awake and that hour. Merida was talking to her boi and after exclaming over the jesus star that miraculously appeared in her ovaltine i headed home.
Once I was home I didn't shower, I didn't brush my hair, I didn't even get dressed. I just napped on my bean bag for 2 hours. Once I woke up I didn't shower, I didn't brush my hair, I didn't even get dressed i just put my hair up in a ponytail stuck a hat over it and headed out. Let me explain to you what i looked like. I was wearing pink plaid pajama pants, a shirt that says "YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT", and had greasy hair hidden behind a trucker hat that has "Gilbert Implements Inc, Since 1948 Orange, VA" written on it and a picture of a tractor. Needless to say I'm not wearing any makeup. I get my Harry Potter pictures back from CVS and then go to Barnes & Noble to pick up my book. There is a beautiful beautiful man who works there, and of course the only times i ever see him are when i'm buying Gossip Girl books or when i'm wearing outfits like my current one. I'm no dummy, I know that if i wasn't dressed the way i was or if i wasn't buying dumb books he wouldn't grab me to him and profess his undying love, but... it would be nice to be semi-presentable. That was my mortifying moment of today.
I should pack. I really should. I WILL pack. It's going to happen. It's not like i can go to Nebraska naked. It's exactly the kind of state i feel would not approve. It's so THAT state. The nude hating state. I'm going to Santa Fe and then Nebraska... I'll be back on the 8th. Try not to miss me too much... AU REVOIR MY FAIR FANS. (and by fans i mean peers...sarcasm reeeeally doesn't transfer well over the computer)