Friday, July 28, 2006
"Don't wait, Don't wait The lights will flash and fade away The days will pass you by Don't wait To lay your armor down."-Dashboard Confessional:Don't waitI always underestimate the power combo of a good friend and a (few) good drink(s)!
What a fabulously immature weekend! I spent an enviable portion of friday night frolicking about gloriously tipsy in my white bikini with my good old gal pal MJ only to awake the next morning to realize that Peach Shnapps and Ameretto have the amazing ability to reveal my innermost desires and wishes and lay them bare before me.
I recal most of my drunken ramblings revolved around Primo Ass Hat, which really is unfortunate because that means even after consuming impressive amounts of the good stuff I might not remember my own name but I sure can remember his fine self.
I remember describing him to MJ in not so flattering terms, basically detailing his countless jerk qualities. When I was done ranting about how he is the worst living being on earth, MJ just looked at me and without missing a beat said
"So are you in love with him yet?"Which I attempted to laugh off but she would have none of it. Seems i won't be laughing this one off as soon as I wish i could.
I don't know what has come over me lately. I have this urge to see him on his knees! (and for more than one reason!)
As I have work tomorrow I went in search of guidance and ofcourse ended up with this:
"With your heart ready for new love, you'll have a day on knife-edge, eluding yourself to have met the right person. Try to be more superficial.Are you really sure you want to be conquered? "Once again I am left stupified and quite possibly MORE frustrated about my current situation than i was before. Bravo Whore-o-scopers you've done it again! You've managed to emotionally fuck me over once again! Kudos!
Anyway I can't take this blonde streak hair thing any longer. Either it goes all blonde or back to brunette because I can't take this anymore. It's like my hair is having an identity crisis (Blonde! NO! Brunette!? No! Blonde! aaaahhh!!!) and really I already have those on a daily basis as it is.
So I really should be cleaning my room but I've decided to neglect priorities in order to write sexually pent up poetry.
7:48 AM
