2 ene 2006
"It is never a good idea to compliment the dimples of one whom you don't know has never been shot in the face by a BB gun." --some guy Tony knew, highly paraphrased--
New Years+Alcohol=Really Tame Party. Does anyone else find the fact that the more drinks we get the earlier we go to bed odd? None of you are normal humans. New Year's was also too much stimulation, given my four madisonites to (somewhat)care for & the many surprise drop-ins (Johnny A., his Englishman & Michiganite, Sierra, Teresa C., Cole, Lawton at 3, et cetera) and the fact that half i'd like to see regularly-much left yesterday/today ALREADY (Tony, Allison, Elyse). Um, why am i still on the NYs party? Oh, and Kirk spent four hours in jail ("Is a DUI a felony?" "No, because if it was half the state couldn't vote."). Yay, that. Shit.
Last night was superb calmness with a bag full of playboys, entertainment weekly-s & RS-es (people, subscribe to other more different magazines, pllllllllllease!) and Reno 911! and Donna, RR, Blake, Elyse & i collaging, eating delicious chocolate chip bars (Donna's mum=the BEST), drinking coffee and smoking outside (for once, the landlord's coming). i slept at home for only the second night this break, woke up with Thomas and feeling sicker than i have in a long time. It took me a full ten shivering minutes to decide to move rather than just give up and die. My body does not like this 'no food, only coffee!' thing, surprise.
Sunday Jake woke us (Jon+me) up because he thought my mom was a sniper (sunglasses & unmarked car, uhhuh). Then she gave all of them piggy banks (yes, ALL FOUR OF THEM, though they'd never met before blah!) including their names, and they decided she was something slightly creepier than a sniper; that which is un-name-able. Not that we'd want to... oye. My life is weird. And the Madison people didn't stay long at all and that is sad (i am such a baby).
Does it bode well for 2006 that my mom did two notably insane things before i'd been awake twenty minutes?
[not as bad as Kirk's four hours in jail...kay, stopping complaining]
My dad just called me and then hung up on me.
hm.
Does that mean he'll still buy me a sandwich?
"But she BIT me!" --Dave--
"Now Dave, if i whined about it every time Ratchel bit me, i wouldn't be able to talk about anything else!" --me--
[on that note, we're throwing a "RR Bit Me!" party, by previous dental invitation only] ¶ 15:59
New Years+Alcohol=Really Tame Party. Does anyone else find the fact that the more drinks we get the earlier we go to bed odd? None of you are normal humans. New Year's was also too much stimulation, given my four madisonites to (somewhat)care for & the many surprise drop-ins (Johnny A., his Englishman & Michiganite, Sierra, Teresa C., Cole, Lawton at 3, et cetera) and the fact that half i'd like to see regularly-much left yesterday/today ALREADY (Tony, Allison, Elyse). Um, why am i still on the NYs party? Oh, and Kirk spent four hours in jail ("Is a DUI a felony?" "No, because if it was half the state couldn't vote."). Yay, that. Shit.
Last night was superb calmness with a bag full of playboys, entertainment weekly-s & RS-es (people, subscribe to other more different magazines, pllllllllllease!) and Reno 911! and Donna, RR, Blake, Elyse & i collaging, eating delicious chocolate chip bars (Donna's mum=the BEST), drinking coffee and smoking outside (for once, the landlord's coming). i slept at home for only the second night this break, woke up with Thomas and feeling sicker than i have in a long time. It took me a full ten shivering minutes to decide to move rather than just give up and die. My body does not like this 'no food, only coffee!' thing, surprise.
Sunday Jake woke us (Jon+me) up because he thought my mom was a sniper (sunglasses & unmarked car, uhhuh). Then she gave all of them piggy banks (yes, ALL FOUR OF THEM, though they'd never met before blah!) including their names, and they decided she was something slightly creepier than a sniper; that which is un-name-able. Not that we'd want to... oye. My life is weird. And the Madison people didn't stay long at all and that is sad (i am such a baby).
Does it bode well for 2006 that my mom did two notably insane things before i'd been awake twenty minutes?
[not as bad as Kirk's four hours in jail...kay, stopping complaining]
My dad just called me and then hung up on me.
hm.
Does that mean he'll still buy me a sandwich?
"But she BIT me!" --Dave--
"Now Dave, if i whined about it every time Ratchel bit me, i wouldn't be able to talk about anything else!" --me--
[on that note, we're throwing a "RR Bit Me!" party, by previous dental invitation only] ¶ 15:59
