Stop telling people I sprung from your loins!
So my weekend sucked ass. I'd wanted to do something for St. Patrick's Day, not because I like the holiday (I in fact refuse to wear green), but because I wanted to go out and drink cheap green alcohol. Or cheap clear alcohol. Really, just cheap alcohol.
Unfortunately, I refuse to go to the bars in town, and Tammy didn't feel like waiting in Medford until 10:30 for Brian to get off work and drive me up there (had I driven myself, it would have completely defeated the purpose of going up there to drink). So we decided Tammellas would pick up Damon and come over here. Well, Brian had somehow hurt his back to the point where he can barely move (which has only gotten worse since), and was nauseous from taking so many painkillers. For some reason no one else was in a doing-anything mood either, despite my offering food, drink, Wii, or movies. Damon was super bored so they left after maybe 45 minutes at most. And I'd even bothered to like, put on makeup, and clothes that weren't pajamas. Meh.
On the plus side, I dyed part of Rhyan's hair blue, and my hair is now pinky purple. Which, oddly enough, feels far more natural than that orangey blonde color. I just wasn't meant to have light hair. Or normal colors, apparently.
Other than that, Brian is suddenly in less pain since I threatened to take him to the doctor, so that's good. And last night we went to Britin and Scott's for dinner and watched Scoop, which was pretty good. Also, Britin, Brian and I played Wii on one TV right next to Scott playing Xbox 360 on the other, which was pretty entertaining. So uh... yay.
Oh yeah, and tomorrow is inventory so I have to be there at 6 a.m. I'ma kill myself.
Unfortunately, I refuse to go to the bars in town, and Tammy didn't feel like waiting in Medford until 10:30 for Brian to get off work and drive me up there (had I driven myself, it would have completely defeated the purpose of going up there to drink). So we decided Tammellas would pick up Damon and come over here. Well, Brian had somehow hurt his back to the point where he can barely move (which has only gotten worse since), and was nauseous from taking so many painkillers. For some reason no one else was in a doing-anything mood either, despite my offering food, drink, Wii, or movies. Damon was super bored so they left after maybe 45 minutes at most. And I'd even bothered to like, put on makeup, and clothes that weren't pajamas. Meh.
On the plus side, I dyed part of Rhyan's hair blue, and my hair is now pinky purple. Which, oddly enough, feels far more natural than that orangey blonde color. I just wasn't meant to have light hair. Or normal colors, apparently.
Other than that, Brian is suddenly in less pain since I threatened to take him to the doctor, so that's good. And last night we went to Britin and Scott's for dinner and watched Scoop, which was pretty good. Also, Britin, Brian and I played Wii on one TV right next to Scott playing Xbox 360 on the other, which was pretty entertaining. So uh... yay.
Oh yeah, and tomorrow is inventory so I have to be there at 6 a.m. I'ma kill myself.