21 Sep

There is a pub crawl tomorrow.
There will be drinking.
The theme is white trash.
My Kickball friends will be there.
Bear will be there.

I wouldn’t write about it if it didn’t matter.
Tomorrow, I need to pretend like it doesn’t matter.

Heidi, Bear, and Katie just left my house. They crashed here last night after our drunken pub crawl. Then I projectile vomited Mexican food in my own bathroom and threw away my pjs.

Not to be outdone, BEAR HOOKED UP WITH A GIRL ON MY COUCH. Uh, there is one way to piss me off. My couch. My apartment. My home.

Brutal. Fucking brutal.


3 Responses to “Matters”

  1. sanya September 21, 2008 at 10:18 am #

    oh baby girl 😦 that is so completely lame.

  2. voiceinmyhead September 22, 2008 at 9:22 am #

    duuuuude! NO fuckin way…
    this calls for some sort of vengeance on your part…unless of course you’re not the vengeful sort πŸ˜‰

  3. Julie September 23, 2008 at 5:25 am #

    ew. ick. gross.

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