Well, the much-anticipated Friday night finally happened and it was lovely! Right up to the point i got ill and fell asleep. (Note to self ~ do NOT mix beef with drinking to forget.)
i only ate one chicken soft taco on Thursday. That was it for the whole day, and i still felt ill. Friday was not much better. For the last few days, food is just totally repugnant to me. i have no idea why. That with the allergy to beef would be why i tossed the dinner i did eat . . . and why i got so drunk so quickly and easily. It was totally wretched of me, i know, but damn, i needed that!
i got home at five and started drinking then. i switched to Dos Equis from rum at 7 and over to vodka sunrises after dinner. My tortilla soup was deemed wonderful by The Birthday Boy as were Abby's enchiladas. Yum!
Now, finally, i have someone else who understands exactly how tiny my apartment really is and how comfy The Boob ® is! When we all three woke up we sort of just lazed around and wandered out to smoke and listened to music and curled into many comfy masses of lumps on The Boob ® like a basket of kittens.
Well, a basket of kittens with a riding crop . . . . i knew i guided her into the right choice! i even have the e-mails to prove it! The gummy boobs she picked for me to get were snickered over sufficiently, and the "S&M Office Girls" magnet will surely find a place of honor in an apartment full of guys (but i want to see that thing become a template!).
The shopping trip was fun and we picked up Sarah to go with us to Pricilla's since she promised to take me and the departure date zoomed up ~ they move today. i love you guys and miss you already! And Plaz, we'll discuss that monkey noises idea when you two come to visit me, ok? ; )
Let's see . . . other random boob references . . . There was a truckload of Hispanic construction workers who almost ran me off the road trying to get a good look at our boobs. i really hate that, so i yelled, "There just BOOBS!". Later, when all three of us girls were in Sarah's car people stared since there was more boob in small car than in most topless bars! And when Crackbaby stole Abby's seat on The Boob ®, it was with the excuse that he doesn't HAVE big, comfy boobs to rest on, so he has to take them when he can get them! (on a side note, there were 5 blue balls and none were his.)
All in all, it was a boob and booze weekend with tons of beautiful music, good company, snuggling, and conversation.
"88 Lines About 44 Women" ~ The Nails
"Jackie was a rich punk-rocker, silver spoon and paper plate."
confessed on 2001-03-18