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UGH I AM A WEEK BEHIND AGAIN, I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF THIS HAPPENING. It's okay, I'm going to get caught up RIGHT NOW because the only thing worth noting was last weekend.
I don't remember Thursday. Probably nothing because I had to work on a Friday for once.
Friday night, Ali, Molly and I went uptown and had dinner and drinks at this cute and fancy Italian place. I got ravioli and riesling, it was spectacular and omg on the way there, the sky behind us started getting darker and darker and we saw lightning and I was so butthurt that I had worn a skin-showing, extremely saturated dress because IT DIDN'T MATCH AT ALL UGH UGH IT RUINED IT. AND LOL YOU GUYS, I got the funniest texts from my mom:
Mom: Greg is such a fucking baby
Mom: Cock, I have been sitting outside by myself this whole time, big fucking baby
Mom: ya know what, I am happy so he can fuck off
Mom: Big fuckin butt hurt baby
LOL OMG OMG so I called her on the way over there and put her on speaker phone and she told us that Greg (her boyfriend) was all offended because some guy that my mom dated BEFORE SHE EVEN MET GREG was drafted to our state baseball team WHEN HE GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL LIKE 100 YEARS AGO. And Greg got ALL fucking jealous and hurt about it. Oh my god if that were me, I'd be done right then and there. No good can come of jealousy to that fucking extent. But she was hilarious, "What are you girls doing tonight?" Oh, we're going to dinner and the improv show. "OMG WILL YOU COME GET ME." lol you're like 45 minutes away. "OKAY WILL YOU JUST COME AND HANG OUT HERE? YOU CAN DRINK GREG'S ALCOHOL INSTEAD OF BUYING IT!" lol she is the cutest.
We parked and walked a few blocks to the restaurant and the second we got seated? DOWNPOUR. And we had a window table so we were watching all the people run though the rain. Also we swore there was even tiny bits of HAIL at one point! And okay, I am just so glad Ali has moved back home, seriously. I love her so much. And it was fun to have a ~girls night~. I suspect there will be more of them in the future. I'm starting to feel suffocated, tbh, so this is very good. We talked about love and sex so much, omg, it was a blast and it's so fun that we've grown up, you know? Like I don't want them/us to get OLD old to the point where we're fucking boring and we go out and talk about our new Tupperware set that we're all fucking excited about, but this phase right here, where we're fun and free and feel like Sex and the City, I don't know. ANYWAY. We had discussions about booty calls and sex tapes and Ali accidentally found out who I lost my virginity to and she like, got all "LISS!!!" and in my head I was like, "This is exactly why I never told you, lol" but it turns out her tone wasn't out of judgment but rather out of upset that she never knew that and I never told her. EVEN THOUGH THE CONVERSATION WENT LIKE THIS: "Molly: So-and-so-- / Ali: THAT KID IS A COMPULSIVE LIAR / Me: I HAD SEX WITH HIM." Like I know that is his high school reputation and that is exactly why Molly is like the only person to know. Because she has had sex with people in the seminary so I know there's no judgment lol. ANYWAY.
Molly had mentioned that one of her friends, Dan, was having a ~kegger~ the next night that we could think about going to. I was all for it until Dan decided to tell Molly that he was coming to our restaurant and with his friends and we were like, "Okay, we will meet them and feel out if we want to go to the party or not, IT WILL BE A GOOD BAROMETER." Except right when they walked in we were all like, "WE ARE NOT GOING TO THE PARTY." We paid our check and went over to say hi and it was totally awkward and they were weird. I was all, "UM we have to go upstairs to our show now, bye~" WHICH WAS FUN, BTW - the improv company did a retelling of Grimm's fairy tales, they had seven to choose from and we as an audience randomly chose Cinderella, Rumplestiltskin, and Rapunzel. It was fun but not as good as their retelling of Wizard of Oz and that's not even me being biased. BUT THIS WAS OUR FAVORITE PART:
He was a ~llama~ who was guarding a marijuana patch and then some guy wanted weed so he slit the llama's throat and he just laid there dead for like 10 minutes. It was our favorite thing ever, I took a photo:
Then on the way back, we drove past some HUGE green chairs and I was like, "I WANT TO TAKE PICTURES ON THOSE!!!" And Ali screamed "ME TOO!" as she u-turned lol. So we had so much fun climbing on them, and we were all animals from the improv show! Ali, the dead llama, Molly, the army of squirrels, and me, the glass penguins.
Ali on the super big chair, she is so pretty but ugh this is dark.
Molly peeking out, AREN'T THESE FUCKERS MASSIVE.
YOU GUYS MY PINK SHOES I LOVE THEM YOU HAVE TO SEE.
ALSO I HAVE TO SHOW YOU THE BACK OF MY DRESS TOO LKSJHFASHLF:
obviously (trying to) climb(ing) but I LOVE THIS DRESS SO MUCH, JASON BOUGHT IT FOR ME. Well I picked it out and I was going to buy it but he bought it when I was still in the dressing room putting my actual clothes back on!
medium chair!
The next day, Jason and I went to my mom's boyfriend's house for like a barbecue thing. It was pretty standard, I don't know. We rode in the golf cart through some new development and down some shady empty road, it was gorgeous. Then he got upset that I didn't tell him I wanted to go to LA the first week in August because it ruined what he wanted to do for my birthday. I got out of him that he wanted to take me to see Celine and that he wanted to try to get gentleflower out as well but that part of it was too expensive. I cried that he even thought of that. I've never had a boyfriend who would think of a present like that. I don't know what's happening with that, though, the Celine thing, if we're still going but I feel like we are going to wait for a time when we can make a weekend out of it. I don't even know if I'll go to LA anymore because it occurred to me today that Lindsey will be HERE for half of that time so it'd be less fun, and I'd kind of rather go when it's fucking cold. It's beautiful right now, our summers really are lovely here so I think I'll just take a week off of work and just go the fuck outside and hang out and do nothing. IDK!! ANYWAY! Point is, we just kind of hung out there, MY FEET GOT SUNBURNED and there was this old, badass black man called Godfather and he was so awesome, I took pictures of him.
I asked my mom what his real name was and she was like, "... I don't even know!" in a tone that implied that she'd never even thought of or questioned it lolol.
I have so totally many more things to say but this is already long. UGH I WANT TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE WEDDING BUT I NEED TO GO IN ORDER OF LIFE OR I WILL FREAK OUT :( IT WAS SO TRAUMATIC, YOU GUYS.
I don't remember Thursday. Probably nothing because I had to work on a Friday for once.
Friday night, Ali, Molly and I went uptown and had dinner and drinks at this cute and fancy Italian place. I got ravioli and riesling, it was spectacular and omg on the way there, the sky behind us started getting darker and darker and we saw lightning and I was so butthurt that I had worn a skin-showing, extremely saturated dress because IT DIDN'T MATCH AT ALL UGH UGH IT RUINED IT. AND LOL YOU GUYS, I got the funniest texts from my mom:
Mom: Greg is such a fucking baby
Mom: Cock, I have been sitting outside by myself this whole time, big fucking baby
Mom: ya know what, I am happy so he can fuck off
Mom: Big fuckin butt hurt baby
LOL OMG OMG so I called her on the way over there and put her on speaker phone and she told us that Greg (her boyfriend) was all offended because some guy that my mom dated BEFORE SHE EVEN MET GREG was drafted to our state baseball team WHEN HE GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL LIKE 100 YEARS AGO. And Greg got ALL fucking jealous and hurt about it. Oh my god if that were me, I'd be done right then and there. No good can come of jealousy to that fucking extent. But she was hilarious, "What are you girls doing tonight?" Oh, we're going to dinner and the improv show. "OMG WILL YOU COME GET ME." lol you're like 45 minutes away. "OKAY WILL YOU JUST COME AND HANG OUT HERE? YOU CAN DRINK GREG'S ALCOHOL INSTEAD OF BUYING IT!" lol she is the cutest.
We parked and walked a few blocks to the restaurant and the second we got seated? DOWNPOUR. And we had a window table so we were watching all the people run though the rain. Also we swore there was even tiny bits of HAIL at one point! And okay, I am just so glad Ali has moved back home, seriously. I love her so much. And it was fun to have a ~girls night~. I suspect there will be more of them in the future. I'm starting to feel suffocated, tbh, so this is very good. We talked about love and sex so much, omg, it was a blast and it's so fun that we've grown up, you know? Like I don't want them/us to get OLD old to the point where we're fucking boring and we go out and talk about our new Tupperware set that we're all fucking excited about, but this phase right here, where we're fun and free and feel like Sex and the City, I don't know. ANYWAY. We had discussions about booty calls and sex tapes and Ali accidentally found out who I lost my virginity to and she like, got all "LISS!!!" and in my head I was like, "This is exactly why I never told you, lol" but it turns out her tone wasn't out of judgment but rather out of upset that she never knew that and I never told her. EVEN THOUGH THE CONVERSATION WENT LIKE THIS: "Molly: So-and-so-- / Ali: THAT KID IS A COMPULSIVE LIAR / Me: I HAD SEX WITH HIM." Like I know that is his high school reputation and that is exactly why Molly is like the only person to know. Because she has had sex with people in the seminary so I know there's no judgment lol. ANYWAY.
Molly had mentioned that one of her friends, Dan, was having a ~kegger~ the next night that we could think about going to. I was all for it until Dan decided to tell Molly that he was coming to our restaurant and with his friends and we were like, "Okay, we will meet them and feel out if we want to go to the party or not, IT WILL BE A GOOD BAROMETER." Except right when they walked in we were all like, "WE ARE NOT GOING TO THE PARTY." We paid our check and went over to say hi and it was totally awkward and they were weird. I was all, "UM we have to go upstairs to our show now, bye~" WHICH WAS FUN, BTW - the improv company did a retelling of Grimm's fairy tales, they had seven to choose from and we as an audience randomly chose Cinderella, Rumplestiltskin, and Rapunzel. It was fun but not as good as their retelling of Wizard of Oz and that's not even me being biased. BUT THIS WAS OUR FAVORITE PART:
He was a ~llama~ who was guarding a marijuana patch and then some guy wanted weed so he slit the llama's throat and he just laid there dead for like 10 minutes. It was our favorite thing ever, I took a photo:
Then on the way back, we drove past some HUGE green chairs and I was like, "I WANT TO TAKE PICTURES ON THOSE!!!" And Ali screamed "ME TOO!" as she u-turned lol. So we had so much fun climbing on them, and we were all animals from the improv show! Ali, the dead llama, Molly, the army of squirrels, and me, the glass penguins.
Ali on the super big chair, she is so pretty but ugh this is dark.
Molly peeking out, AREN'T THESE FUCKERS MASSIVE.
YOU GUYS MY PINK SHOES I LOVE THEM YOU HAVE TO SEE.
ALSO I HAVE TO SHOW YOU THE BACK OF MY DRESS TOO LKSJHFASHLF:
obviously (trying to) climb(ing) but I LOVE THIS DRESS SO MUCH, JASON BOUGHT IT FOR ME. Well I picked it out and I was going to buy it but he bought it when I was still in the dressing room putting my actual clothes back on!
medium chair!
The next day, Jason and I went to my mom's boyfriend's house for like a barbecue thing. It was pretty standard, I don't know. We rode in the golf cart through some new development and down some shady empty road, it was gorgeous. Then he got upset that I didn't tell him I wanted to go to LA the first week in August because it ruined what he wanted to do for my birthday. I got out of him that he wanted to take me to see Celine and that he wanted to try to get gentleflower out as well but that part of it was too expensive. I cried that he even thought of that. I've never had a boyfriend who would think of a present like that. I don't know what's happening with that, though, the Celine thing, if we're still going but I feel like we are going to wait for a time when we can make a weekend out of it. I don't even know if I'll go to LA anymore because it occurred to me today that Lindsey will be HERE for half of that time so it'd be less fun, and I'd kind of rather go when it's fucking cold. It's beautiful right now, our summers really are lovely here so I think I'll just take a week off of work and just go the fuck outside and hang out and do nothing. IDK!! ANYWAY! Point is, we just kind of hung out there, MY FEET GOT SUNBURNED and there was this old, badass black man called Godfather and he was so awesome, I took pictures of him.
I asked my mom what his real name was and she was like, "... I don't even know!" in a tone that implied that she'd never even thought of or questioned it lolol.
I have so totally many more things to say but this is already long. UGH I WANT TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE WEDDING BUT I NEED TO GO IN ORDER OF LIFE OR I WILL FREAK OUT :( IT WAS SO TRAUMATIC, YOU GUYS.