Parties, Gossip and Viruses
Yeah, so let's go over the past few days, hwile I've got a few minutes.
Friday night: Skoober and Carara's joint birthday party at Skoober's place. It was the first time I'd been over there so I got to meet Skoob's olds for the first time. We refer to them as Phoenix and Sarah's Mum, or Mum. Phoenix is a biker type with a WICKED Harley Davidson trike. All the artwork was by Mac the Brush, who my dad said was dead now... Hrrm...
Anyways, by the time we got there (we being The Immortals, Ness, Meelah, Jophus, Mina and me) the party was already in motion. I had one drink to start with, then gradually got together enough cash to score myself another four pack of Smirnoff (gotta love that stuff). So Ash was running around half the night asking for hose pipe so she could make a bong, and I got carved up, because my army physical is coming up, and they do blood tests going back a good twelve months, so they'd pick up everything. I mean, it's not like I usually want to do that kind of thing, it was just that for some reason, knowing that I wasn't able to smoke any pot made me want to experiment a little, does that make sense? I could have done it, I just wouldn't have gotten into the Army, which is like, my dream. Go figure.
Moving along, the Immortals left the party about 7am and went back to Meelah's, where we crashed on the couch until about nine o'clock, when Brad (Meelah's 19 year old step-bro) decided it would be a good idea to jump on me to wake me up. Talk about a hell of a wake up call! So at about ten, the olds turned up to take me home, and dropped Mina off along the way. So homeward bound am I, and I spent a good hour in the shower, washing the stamps from my arse that I got from Cara. (Reason: Unknown)
So, Meelah and Mina came over my house that night. Ness was working, Sam was at soccer and Sherlock was out somewhere. We got out a bunch of movies. (Sugar and Spice- funny as fuck. Eurotrip, National Treasure, the Sweetest Thing and Blade: Trinity.) Cool fun. *chipper muffin-style pose*
Sunday morning, I had the WORSE sore throat I've had in a long time. It was chronic as shit. By Sundat night, I was wrapped around the toilet bowl and ralphing my guts out. I haven't been that sick since I was little. I spent all Monday like that too. I felt terrible for my daddy though, cos he was stuck at home with me, and he doesn't do so well with chucking. Can't see it, can't smell it, or he'll chuck too. Poor thing. (Says me who was sleeping on the bathroom floor all night so I'd be closer to the toilet when I was sick.)
Now that I've given everyone the disgusting details of my random virus, of the party and of the movie night, I'll fill you in on what's to come: My military preliminary interview and JOES day, the movie marathon, and my dinner, which is currently yelling at me to go and serve it up. Cheers!
Your's Schwangingly.
PS: Apparently I look like Jill Hennessy from Crossing Jordan. I'll let everyone else decide since I'm not sure myself...
Friday night: Skoober and Carara's joint birthday party at Skoober's place. It was the first time I'd been over there so I got to meet Skoob's olds for the first time. We refer to them as Phoenix and Sarah's Mum, or Mum. Phoenix is a biker type with a WICKED Harley Davidson trike. All the artwork was by Mac the Brush, who my dad said was dead now... Hrrm...
Anyways, by the time we got there (we being The Immortals, Ness, Meelah, Jophus, Mina and me) the party was already in motion. I had one drink to start with, then gradually got together enough cash to score myself another four pack of Smirnoff (gotta love that stuff). So Ash was running around half the night asking for hose pipe so she could make a bong, and I got carved up, because my army physical is coming up, and they do blood tests going back a good twelve months, so they'd pick up everything. I mean, it's not like I usually want to do that kind of thing, it was just that for some reason, knowing that I wasn't able to smoke any pot made me want to experiment a little, does that make sense? I could have done it, I just wouldn't have gotten into the Army, which is like, my dream. Go figure.
Moving along, the Immortals left the party about 7am and went back to Meelah's, where we crashed on the couch until about nine o'clock, when Brad (Meelah's 19 year old step-bro) decided it would be a good idea to jump on me to wake me up. Talk about a hell of a wake up call! So at about ten, the olds turned up to take me home, and dropped Mina off along the way. So homeward bound am I, and I spent a good hour in the shower, washing the stamps from my arse that I got from Cara. (Reason: Unknown)
So, Meelah and Mina came over my house that night. Ness was working, Sam was at soccer and Sherlock was out somewhere. We got out a bunch of movies. (Sugar and Spice- funny as fuck. Eurotrip, National Treasure, the Sweetest Thing and Blade: Trinity.) Cool fun. *chipper muffin-style pose*
Sunday morning, I had the WORSE sore throat I've had in a long time. It was chronic as shit. By Sundat night, I was wrapped around the toilet bowl and ralphing my guts out. I haven't been that sick since I was little. I spent all Monday like that too. I felt terrible for my daddy though, cos he was stuck at home with me, and he doesn't do so well with chucking. Can't see it, can't smell it, or he'll chuck too. Poor thing. (Says me who was sleeping on the bathroom floor all night so I'd be closer to the toilet when I was sick.)
Now that I've given everyone the disgusting details of my random virus, of the party and of the movie night, I'll fill you in on what's to come: My military preliminary interview and JOES day, the movie marathon, and my dinner, which is currently yelling at me to go and serve it up. Cheers!
Your's Schwangingly.
PS: Apparently I look like Jill Hennessy from Crossing Jordan. I'll let everyone else decide since I'm not sure myself...