rum & coke-or was that pepsi?
well, tonite i hung out with 3 girls...ha, me and girls. who would have ever guessed?? yeah, candice, susan, and lindsay. we drove up to slc to see the strokes. we had some fun before that though...i called up an old friend, my FB, and he, being a darling 24 year old bought us some captain morgan. the girls bough pepsi or coke in big gulps. ha, fun, its been a while since i've done that. we had ourselves a few drinks then off to the strokes. we got there just as the opening band finished. candice and i pushed our way to the front...well 3rd row, right next to mother bitch, who, cry me a river, has been standing here all night with her daughter and their friends...so, with her dykey elbow jabbing my chest i asked her how old she was and then she went off. ha. go home mommy. she was a strong one. candice and i managed to get infront of the bitch. good thing, eh? so this show was intense. not even the strokes intense, but the STROKING of the strangers. i have never been so molested in my life, and actually not minded it. the strokes were pretty good, kinda dull but that's how they're supposed to be. after a while i got sick of being touched and sweated on so i moved back, i sat on some sort of fence and some other OLD lady bitched me out for sitting there and i said, hey lady, tell someone who cares. i moved back up with candice and the two security guards protecting us, yet taking advantage of our bodies. oh well, we were drunk. ha. we had a fabulous time and now i need to do my homework. ciao.