Things:
First and foremost, I'm having a fucking party. And I want you to fuckin' be there. Yes, you.
July 3rd, 10 p.m., what are you doing? Going to my fucking party. Where will you be? In the car, on your way to my amazing apartment:
Berkshires of Winter Park, right on the corner of Aloma and 436. It's actually on Aloma, right next to the AM/PM station. Apartment 39. Call for directions.
It's BYOB, or whatever your drink of choice is. We have some Captain and some Malibu, but as far as mass quantities of alcohol are concerned, I'll be leaving that up to you. I have to pay rent on the day of my party, so I'll be broke. And I might need to borrow a flipcup/beer pong table from someone, too. We will have food, so come.
Secondly, my aunt's in town for my Aunt Renee's funeral. God, I'm going to miss that woman. It's cool having Aunt Billie here though. I'll get to see her in a few months again for my cousin's wedding.
I don't know what else to blab in here about. I'm watching Echo for Rachel, who is a 6lb little black and white ball of terror. I'm not a fan of small, yappy dogs...and at first she was fine. She was cautious, cute and curious. She was good at my apartment, a little bit hyper, but she didn't make a sound and she didn't have any accidents. I wanted to spend time over at Kevin's so we could go swimming in the lap pool by his house, but I didn't want to leave Echo and her wee little bladder all day, so I brought her with me. She was good, and then Cadence, his roommate's Rhodesian Ridgeback mix came home. This is the part where I start feeling increasingly more sorry for Cadence. Big, sweet, lumbering Cadence comes home to HER HOME, only to find that a little 6lb Pomeranian had completely dominated the place. They get along well, mostly because Cadence is so easy-going, sweet-natured and doesn't give two shits that Echo is a dominating, demanding ball of fur. This morning I was awakened by her licking my armpit. Special. It was this morning that I realized that Echo is completely used to me and is really comfortable, which would be a good thing except for the fact that she is really, really hyper.
Good thing she's cute. ^u^
July 3rd, 10 p.m., what are you doing? Going to my fucking party. Where will you be? In the car, on your way to my amazing apartment:
Berkshires of Winter Park, right on the corner of Aloma and 436. It's actually on Aloma, right next to the AM/PM station. Apartment 39. Call for directions.
It's BYOB, or whatever your drink of choice is. We have some Captain and some Malibu, but as far as mass quantities of alcohol are concerned, I'll be leaving that up to you. I have to pay rent on the day of my party, so I'll be broke. And I might need to borrow a flipcup/beer pong table from someone, too. We will have food, so come.
Secondly, my aunt's in town for my Aunt Renee's funeral. God, I'm going to miss that woman. It's cool having Aunt Billie here though. I'll get to see her in a few months again for my cousin's wedding.
I don't know what else to blab in here about. I'm watching Echo for Rachel, who is a 6lb little black and white ball of terror. I'm not a fan of small, yappy dogs...and at first she was fine. She was cautious, cute and curious. She was good at my apartment, a little bit hyper, but she didn't make a sound and she didn't have any accidents. I wanted to spend time over at Kevin's so we could go swimming in the lap pool by his house, but I didn't want to leave Echo and her wee little bladder all day, so I brought her with me. She was good, and then Cadence, his roommate's Rhodesian Ridgeback mix came home. This is the part where I start feeling increasingly more sorry for Cadence. Big, sweet, lumbering Cadence comes home to HER HOME, only to find that a little 6lb Pomeranian had completely dominated the place. They get along well, mostly because Cadence is so easy-going, sweet-natured and doesn't give two shits that Echo is a dominating, demanding ball of fur. This morning I was awakened by her licking my armpit. Special. It was this morning that I realized that Echo is completely used to me and is really comfortable, which would be a good thing except for the fact that she is really, really hyper.
Good thing she's cute. ^u^