our falling bombs are her shooting stars
i went to a pantsless party last night. it was fucking awesome. i miss pantsless parties soooo bad. and once again, i was the only girl fully participating (until maggie got there). i made out with one gay guy and one straight girl. niether were helpful in my search for someone nice. even though it was HOT.
also, i was a part of one of the greatest pick up attempts EVER. observe:
guy: (from accross the room) HEY! where's your man?
me: my man?
guy: yeah, don't you have a man? is he coming?
me: no....where's your girl?
guy: i don't have one.
me: ok then.
and then he walked away and didn't talk to me for the rest of the night. maybe he was hoping i had a boyfriend? either way i found it highly amusing. and i love jello shots.
i need a nap.
kristan
ps in case you were wondering, joey is alive and well. he is working at a hot dog store and going to community college. this is why he is my other half.
also, i was a part of one of the greatest pick up attempts EVER. observe:
guy: (from accross the room) HEY! where's your man?
me: my man?
guy: yeah, don't you have a man? is he coming?
me: no....where's your girl?
guy: i don't have one.
me: ok then.
and then he walked away and didn't talk to me for the rest of the night. maybe he was hoping i had a boyfriend? either way i found it highly amusing. and i love jello shots.
i need a nap.
kristan
ps in case you were wondering, joey is alive and well. he is working at a hot dog store and going to community college. this is why he is my other half.