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Monday, June 09, 2003
Oh yeah! This couple was smoking in a theater house yesterday, and the cops busted her. They later found out that she was DRUNK. They did those infamous drunk test right in front of the usher stand! I had a front row seat (oh yeah! uh-huh! bia bia! cool beans! coocoocachu! yowza!). She was mildly attractive (great body, less than great face). Her hair was poofy...like a classic 80s hairdoo (or a middle aged prostitute - God I love HBO). So I was sstanding there watching. They asked her to recite the alphabet, starting with the letter R (I was thinking "WHAT THE FUCK!!"). She did it okay, kind of, sort of... "R, S (pause), T, W, Z" Hmmmm, she messed up a little didn't she. Then they asked her to walk in a straight line. She did it okay, kind of, sort of... "Why do I have to do this, I'm not drunk" and she can't seem to put her right foot in front of her left foot....interesting desu ka? no? verdad? She is so fucking drunk it seems. It was like I was watching an episode of cops. Anyway, the cops took her outside and that's the last time I saw her. She'll be back..they always come back. Meanwhile, in house #4 (it'll be on your left, last one on the right)...some rednecks are smoking and dipping (people were complaining). Whenever I would go in there and check the shit out, they wouldn't be doing anything. But I could smell it oh so well. I fucking haTe people who smoke (especially if they are hippies, buahahaha...I crack myself up). haTe with a capital T and a lowercased h,a and e (fuck yeah that's different from "hate"...email me, and I'll tell you why). Okay....fuck all that shit I said above..
This girl just called me (the girl I went to my junior prom with)...I don't really put myself out there. She kept calling and calling. Blah blah....I've gotta "date" with her Wednesday. I'm talking her to see Wrong Turn. I don't fucking know what I should do! She I be aggressive, and try to get booty? Or should I just maintain our friendship and keep down to minimal flirting? I don't fucking know. I know one thing; I'm getting a fucking hair cut now..I need to look pretty. This girl is sexy, and she's not a genric black girl (aka...she's intelligent). I'm so scared of relationships and committment - PETRIFIED. Yay! I love problems. This girl would be perfect...if only she liked rock music. Hmmm, I dont know what kind of music she like. She fucking called me! You know what that means. She wants me. She's craving me. I don't know if I'm ready for it. I'm not aggresive at all. If she wants something to happen, she'll have to make it happen. Hopefully I'll be up for anything (yes, that has double meaning...read that sentence one more time.) ¶2:49 PM e-mail me (0) comments (0) commentsBack To Blog top September 2002 / October 2002 / November 2002 / December 2002 / January 2003 / February 2003 / March 2003 / April 2003 / May 2003 / June 2003 / July 2003 / August 2003 / September 2003 / October 2003 / November 2003 / December 2003 / January 2004 / February 2004 / March 2004 / April 2004 / May 2004 / June 2004 / July 2004 / August 2004 / September 2004 / October 2004 / November 2004 / December 2004 / January 2005 / February 2005 / March 2005 / April 2005 / May 2005 / June 2005 / July 2005 / August 2005 / September 2005 / October 2005 / November 2005 / December 2005 / January 2006 / February 2006 / March 2006 / April 2006 / May 2006 / August 2006 / October 2006 / December 2006 / April 2007 / August 2007 / September 2007 / November 2007 / January 2008 / February 2008 / March 2008 / April 2008 /
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