Apr 18, 2004 22:37
Yesterday was Brandon's birthday. The grand scheme was to take him to a strip joint. So, we collected a good number of people and got DDs together, and proceeded to wait on Nick, Beth, and Steven to get there. Steven couldn't make it, and Nick finally arrived. But, of course, Beth got in a car accident about a mile from our apartment on Lenox. Luckily, it wasn't her fault and no one was hurt. But it still prevented us from making it to Boomers. Fuckin' lame.
So instead we sat around and they drank and popped stimulants. This lead to interesting conversation. It was quite amusing.
Brandy was there, and it was really cool to see her again.
Also, I ended up having to drive my sister to prom yesterday because her date is a douche and ditched her. If I ever meet this kid I will express my displeasure at the way he treated my little sister.
Today I went with Paul to get his new tattoos. They look really good.
While I was waiting for him, this guy came in wanting a tattoo. He said he wanted something to symbolize how he and someone else had been apart for three years, or something to that effect. He chose what is perhaps the stupidest piece of flash that Timeless has; a scorpion with the head of a panther. When they called him up to fill out the paperwork, he refused to show a form of ID, saying that he had power of attourney over so and so's estate, and he could bring a letter from the bank and the state that said so, and that he should just be able to use this credit card as ID. Naturally, they refused him, and he stormed out yelling about how Timeless "lost some business." After he left, Ryan, the guy who did my revolver, said "Damn, I thought we had the scorpanther sold. The one piece of flash I thought we'd never sell, and we almost had it sold..." It was pretty funny.
Oh, and the power of attourney guy also had a dolphin tattooed on the side of his neck.
Anyway, I went and ate dinner with my grandparents, and then went and hung out with Alex for a while.
As of midnight tonight, I can drink again. Thank fucking god. I may be an alcoholic, but I'm comfortable in my destitution.