Breakfast at Tiffany's

Jan 22, 2003 01:25

Long Island Ice Teas=mistakes on Wednesday
My Dillusional world comes true, only in a much trashier, Kentucky sort of way-----
Looks like my silly puking self snagged herself a movie for tomorrow. But I didnt know about it till I realized I was supposed to call Jim Morrison about Wednesday...but what did that mean? yeah i found out when i talked to him. "calling about Wednesday" meant calling about the movie i agreed to see.
It's totally freaking me out though. I dont even think i need a date (ugh boys?!?!....this isn't even a date really), and I dont know how I feel about this one of all people.
Not only when i was sober did i find him to be a spitting image of Jim Morrison, but I also found out he has no problem with tomorrow since he has a court date....a.k.a. he had to call off work---bad seed!
Great! In all of my drunken glory it turns out I agreed to see a movie with this guy who turns out to be wanted for theft. What the hell?

Looks like I'm well on my way to being the Holly Golightly of Evansville, but I'm not so sure its a good thing. ($50 for the powder room isn't a part of this though)

This is turning out to be something too trailor trash/COPS like for me, the story is sooo much longer,and way more entertainig for those who want a good laugh, especially at my expense...but its too much for me to even believe right now. My "escapades/antics" are overwhelming me!

He wants to go out for drinks tomorrow as well, I think I will stick to a Coca-Cola Classic so i can escape without making another fool of myself. (and be home early!)
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