i loooooooved tonight
things started out with me not wanting to go out, so i went to school with kate where i hung out with amberlee, v, kate, corrie, ammie!, and various others including boris. GUEST STARRING TUFFANY AND THEN ALSO CO PILOTED BY RYBOT!
then, i figured, since michael and claire are going to tigerheat, i guess i'll just go with them... there's no harm in that.
so, then i get on the guestlist for tigerheat so i'm all, i'll just go by this point.
next thing i know, i'm watching a movie with corrie about fag samurais, when effin' john calls and is all "is dwin there?" and i freak out when he tells me his name 'cause at first i thought it was john from work and for some reason he was gonna tell me to come into work. then there was a pause and all i can say is "uhhhhh...." and then he goes "it's john, from bang, incahoots etc." and then i'm all "OOOOH!" and then he starts inquiring as to if i wanted to go to tranny wif him 'cause he'd be somewhat in the areaola.
I'm all sure, if that's not too much. i felt bad 'cause taking me would mean he had to bring me home and that's way out of the poor soul's way.
so, i finish watching and critiquing the movie with corrine, and i proceed to do nothing 'cause kate got home, so we sat and ate and watched Xmen.
Then i get a phone call from john right as claire and michael are gonna leave.
we decide that the most convenient method for john would be if i went with them to tigerheat and then he picked me up from there.
at tigerheat (ugh) we danced to like four songs, and claire was wearing the most awesome outfit i've ever seen at a club... a corset wiht a lace thong... nothing else (except for black heels).
the music really really sucked, they played FALLOUT BOY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD
so, john calls when he's almost there and tells me to meet him at the seven eleven nest to tigerhut.
we meet, we get lost sorta on the way to Transistor on account of having to take surface streets to the club 'cause for some reason, the 101 was closed down.
we get there and the club is pizzzacked. happy birfday nikkkiiiiiI!
the music wasn't good really. it was better the week before.
we left kinda erly i guess. the sweatstains on my shirt were insane!
On the way home we just talked about life and drinking and driving and porn.
all in all it was a good night, despite the fact that i accidentally set the alarm off when i got home.
thanks to all who made my day happy!
then, i figured, since michael and claire are going to tigerheat, i guess i'll just go with them... there's no harm in that.
so, then i get on the guestlist for tigerheat so i'm all, i'll just go by this point.
next thing i know, i'm watching a movie with corrie about fag samurais, when effin' john calls and is all "is dwin there?" and i freak out when he tells me his name 'cause at first i thought it was john from work and for some reason he was gonna tell me to come into work. then there was a pause and all i can say is "uhhhhh...." and then he goes "it's john, from bang, incahoots etc." and then i'm all "OOOOH!" and then he starts inquiring as to if i wanted to go to tranny wif him 'cause he'd be somewhat in the areaola.
I'm all sure, if that's not too much. i felt bad 'cause taking me would mean he had to bring me home and that's way out of the poor soul's way.
so, i finish watching and critiquing the movie with corrine, and i proceed to do nothing 'cause kate got home, so we sat and ate and watched Xmen.
Then i get a phone call from john right as claire and michael are gonna leave.
we decide that the most convenient method for john would be if i went with them to tigerheat and then he picked me up from there.
at tigerheat (ugh) we danced to like four songs, and claire was wearing the most awesome outfit i've ever seen at a club... a corset wiht a lace thong... nothing else (except for black heels).
the music really really sucked, they played FALLOUT BOY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD
so, john calls when he's almost there and tells me to meet him at the seven eleven nest to tigerhut.
we meet, we get lost sorta on the way to Transistor on account of having to take surface streets to the club 'cause for some reason, the 101 was closed down.
we get there and the club is pizzzacked. happy birfday nikkkiiiiiI!
the music wasn't good really. it was better the week before.
we left kinda erly i guess. the sweatstains on my shirt were insane!
On the way home we just talked about life and drinking and driving and porn.
all in all it was a good night, despite the fact that i accidentally set the alarm off when i got home.
thanks to all who made my day happy!