"...and I don't speak crotch, which sounds kinda like Japaneeeeese!" -Chivahn, changing the words to some Green Day song. HEEEEEEEEE!!!
Goddamn. I leave internet land for what, four days, and Courtney Love decides to go batshit insane with teh blogging.
HEH. She's seriously posted 19 blogs in a two day span. I love Myspace sometimes.
So. Quick rundown.
Friday night I got off work and hung out with Terry and Amber at Amber's place. I really do enjoy her and I feel really bad that I haven't seen her in so long.
Saturday night I went over to John's and failed in a severely epic manner at beer pong. Which I had never ever played before. Drank about 3-4 shots of R&R, two shots of tequila and around 5-6 cups of beer. Wound up singing on Rock Band 2 for a while. As wasted as I was and as horrible as I sounded (to myself, anyhow...) I never got anything under 80% on medium. Which I couldn't believe. I think I got 88% on 'Livin' On A Prayer'. HEH! Got molested by Kali, proposed marriage to Scott. Amazing night. Around 4am I went and got B'fish for Mike and brought it to him at Harley's. We chatted and drank beer for about an hour before I decided I'd best get my ass home, 'cause I had a hair appointment with Chev that afternoon. Which was amazing. Mommy got her hurrs did, too. It looks really good.
So after that we dropped teh Chev at home and went to harass Chelsey at work. Bought a fancy grey tube dress. That thing is so amazingly slutty and awesome.
Today I drove Kyle and Doom into work with me so Kyle could go look for a job. Which he found immediately at Banana Republic and he's already working there RIGHT NOW. Fucking crazy. I have to go pick him up at ten. Anyway. Got into work and the new assistant, Joe (who is abso-fuckin'-lutely flaming and has taken an insane liking to me for whatever reason... he calls me Miss Bre, Princess and Spanky. HEH.), invited me to go to One-Eyed Jacks with him on Friday. We were talking about bars the other day and discovered we both love the place. WEIRD! So yeah. Friday I'ma go get wasted with my new gay boss. And probably sing some karaoke or something. HEH! Expect photographic evidence.
Work was grood. I was supposed to go do the damn piss test today, but I went there and discovered they close at 5. Kris told me it was 7. UGHHH. So I think I'm gonna go in there before work tomorrow 'cause if I tell her one more time that I didn't do it, she's gonna rip my fucking head off. Mike, Doom and I hung out in Mike's car for a bit 'cause he was feeling abstract. Heh. Then Doom and I went to Fred Meyer for Family Guy season 6 (YAY!), and got an oil change. Finally. It had been about a year and two months since I had one. I'm surprised my engine didn't explode already.
In other news. Getting sick. Fucking awesome. Gonna go shower and watch some Family Guy until I have to go get teh Kyle.
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