funfunfun all easter weekend long
last thurday night reid came to my front door in a fur coat and bright make-up. eliza zoomed us around on a secret prank mission, and cameron wondered how she could keep up with us.
friday, harmo came over and we practiced four new songs. then i went to jeff and jeff's house with reid. we watched sister sister while the jeffs got ready for boyz cellar! on the way there, reid sang along to bjork in a girlie voice. it was jungle night, so the door guy wore leopard print and a plastic vine. reid and i rocked the clock.
at one point, i was sitting on the fringe, and reid came up to me and said: eww, i think i just stepped on that girl's foot. (a few seconds later-) oh now she's glaring at me, i should apologize probably. (swigs long island tea)
me: where? what girl? (i look around and all i see is a sea of boys.)
reid: the one right over there.
me: right there? you mean that guy with his shirt off? reid, that is obviously a guy.
reid: oh... look, someone left their lighter on this table. well its mine now hahahahahha (shoves in pocket)
later on, the reid escorted me to the corner to meet my ride. we were walking along the ramp in front of spaghetti warehouse.
reid: what's this ramp doing here? so stupid!
me: wheelchairs maybe.
reid: homeless people don't eat spaghetti!
a night with the reid is always a night to remember.
saturday was eliza and noowah day. we had bad snowcones and ran around peter pan mini-golf, and then ate pancakes at noah's and watched cannibalistic horror films under the blankets to escape the rain. noah's bed is soo cozy.
on easter i ate lamb and went for a walk in the rain on a mission to buy an outkast cd.
friday, harmo came over and we practiced four new songs. then i went to jeff and jeff's house with reid. we watched sister sister while the jeffs got ready for boyz cellar! on the way there, reid sang along to bjork in a girlie voice. it was jungle night, so the door guy wore leopard print and a plastic vine. reid and i rocked the clock.
at one point, i was sitting on the fringe, and reid came up to me and said: eww, i think i just stepped on that girl's foot. (a few seconds later-) oh now she's glaring at me, i should apologize probably. (swigs long island tea)
me: where? what girl? (i look around and all i see is a sea of boys.)
reid: the one right over there.
me: right there? you mean that guy with his shirt off? reid, that is obviously a guy.
reid: oh... look, someone left their lighter on this table. well its mine now hahahahahha (shoves in pocket)
later on, the reid escorted me to the corner to meet my ride. we were walking along the ramp in front of spaghetti warehouse.
reid: what's this ramp doing here? so stupid!
me: wheelchairs maybe.
reid: homeless people don't eat spaghetti!
a night with the reid is always a night to remember.
saturday was eliza and noowah day. we had bad snowcones and ran around peter pan mini-golf, and then ate pancakes at noah's and watched cannibalistic horror films under the blankets to escape the rain. noah's bed is soo cozy.
on easter i ate lamb and went for a walk in the rain on a mission to buy an outkast cd.