Oct 18, 2004 20:31
Reminiscing about going bowling with Mollie and Anna and Lisa a week or two ago. How we went to her house for a reunion, because the 4 of us were our own little party and then we didn't get together for about a year. It felt like no time passed at all. And then we ate lasagna and I drank way too much sprite remix that tasted like grape fizzy medicine but was really addicting, then going to the bowling place and choosing weird names. Big Bertha the Crab Shucker (Anna), Stiches (Lisa, because of the gash in her forehead), Louis (Mollie), and Botox (Me.) Then I stood in the middle of the alley/track/thing and rolled the ball between my legs and missed. 3 times. And when we went to get snacks Lisa was getting a Starbucks cappucino glass bottle thing and the machine gave her three. And we were all: OMG I WANT 3! But the machine only gave us 1. So we drank really good sweet coffee and ate nerds and runts and sour patch kids. And for once it seriously felt like I got a sugar-high, which has never happened. And I missed 3 or so more shots. Then I did it again and got a strike and everybody was screaming and jumping and it was just... joy. And then the guy told me not to go that far down the aisle. (I almost said ile, or iel, or ail, or ial. I couldn't remember how it was spelled.) So the fun was a bit spoiled when it came to my just-gotten strike. And then we were all: HEY THIS WALL IS MADE OF CARPET! and so we brushed it one way and pushed our hand the other, so there was a hand print. And so Lisa and Anna put handprints on the silhouette carpet people bowling. On their bums. And it was so silly. I miss hanging out like that already.
I want to do that again.... Then we listened to the CDs I burned for Anna and they had Guruguru Eigakan which they thought was just.... bizarre. And they liked Art School a lot and I was happy. Anna said she thought Gackt's name was really Mr. Pretty, since that's what Theo and I call him and my dad and mom admitted to thinking the same thing originally. This has pretty much been one huge paragraph, eh?
Today I drew 16 pictures of little versions of band people. It was so massively fun and I drew Malice Mizer. I shall post them here or on deviantart so keep an eye out, they are just... silly.
I need to go do something else before this is any longer.
For now it's straight babble.
But that's not bad.
And I keep picturing 8 foot pokemon roaming the streets of Boston without a care in the world. Man.... happy memories...