WERD
Tonight was fucking fun. It was Jeff's cousin's birthday, so we went to the Arbutus for some drinkage, I beat Jeff at pool badly, then we went to "seven" but we needed 2 pieces of ID so fuck those strict asses we went to the Mex and shit yeah that ended up actually being pretty fun. Then we all went skinnnydipping at the river (Lewis) and watched the comets from the river floating on our backs. It was like the garden of eden. I'm kinda drunk and fuckin I know that that will work for me. I feel like I can run marathon right now. I am going to Vancouver to Parrrrtay tomorrow and I am really excited. THe bouncer told me my skirt was too long tonight. I think he saw my butt. He commented on my hair being blonde in my ID and he's like, "I'm sorry, I can't let you in. You're going to have to color your hair back to blonde and wear the exact same thing as you did in your photo that was taken 3 years ago." It was funny. He was just kidding of course, which was funny cause it really wasn't me. And he was all "I wanna keep this place running straight. I used to be a corrections officer.." and he like, believed me that I was Tiffany Marshall and that I was a Libra and my birthday is September 26, 1882...whoaaa i mean 1982. I'm not a hundred and twenty one years old hahahaha. I can't wait to go to Van tomorrow. Shit it's gonna be a fun weekend. Werd to Jeff and Karly, happy birthday y'all. And werd to that chick I danced with.