like...whaaas happening? like...hippsville. dinasa-wa-uh.

Feb 08, 2004 17:10

Last night was a blast. My date was the hottest of the group. And we matched best. So there.

Got to carly's thirty minutes late, I kept going up and down fallbrook and could NOT find her house. Got to her house. Chris was wearing a woman's jacket, unbeknownst to him (though it was a nice jacket, and quite manly...for a girl jacket). Pictures, parents, blah blah,

we went over to la frite. I got crepes, carly (and half of the group) was boring and got pizzas at a fucking french restaurant. Then, they were 40 minutes late with our souffletes (Is that really how you spell it?) and then, the french chef said "zey ver nott riddy" so we got 40 bucks off of our bill. I would have rather had souffletes.

Next, Vice. Not bad, not great I think that, since we spent 1200 dollars to rent the pirate ship, it should have been front and center in the room, but no one would listen to me during vice setup. Took pictures, I wanted the "mexican funeral theme", but settled for african safari, with carrie smiling (carrie was anti-theme).

After, rip-off ghetto bowling, I won first round, jared won second round, but the most important fact is that VERONICA DID NOT BEAT ME!

We got to carly's house, slept in carly's room w/ lynn, mike, and laura (and carly), was told I was sort of like anna nicole smith because I requested some damn cheese nips. Michael is anna nicole smith's lawyer, because he is gross and humps veronica while she sleeps.

Fuck ya'll, cranky bitches.
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