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god damn, this weekend couldn't have come soon enough. i went to underground (again) with anthony and dave (again) and it was a ton of fun (again). it's nice to have a regular place to go on Friday nights. i saw a billboard for Tanqueray on the way to anthony's (on the 91 i think) and i knew at that moment that my first drink would be gin. and i was right. but that was not to be the last drink of the night, no sir. we had arrived early, so there was plenty of time to get all liquored up and dance. the bartender, johnny, was pouring 'em extra strong that night. and i know i drank more than i paid for. so i win. maeve and i danced to metric, and it had been a few weeks since i'd seen her so that was good. then we got up on the little stage thing with anthony and i think he smacked her on the ass at one point. haha. later on she was all makin' out with this dude on the dance floor, which is a good thing for her. trust me, it is. and i think i turned down some approximation of sex with a number of cute girls between one and two. but of course, there is only one girl i want to have any approximation of sex with, and she is far away. but it never fails. the moment you don't want it anymore, it falls in your lap (sometimes literally). oh well. the girl(s) didn't like maeve anyway, which automatically eliminates them. and then i was drunk and talking to dia about how cool she was and how drunk i was and i think she wants to be friends. yay! and when we were leaving, dave and i could not find anthony for the life of us. we wandered around for a bit and feared that he had been accosted by a tranny hooker from the Yukon diner across the street. he showed up after a bit and explained that he'd been making out with some chick on the lawn of some house. haha, go anthony!
and Saturday i didn't do much. went to see Dodgeball and holy shit, it was fucking hilarious. jon and i were like the only ones in the theater who got half the jokes, and they weren't even that subtle or complicated. are we the only ones who think the german obsession with david hasselhoff is funny?? jeez. and, as numerous other people had instructed, we stayed until the end of the credits, but the fuckers stopped the picture and put up their stupid slide show right when it started to get good! we could hear the audio and everything, but sadly, no love. ah well.
and then i got a call from Alice which made my day, of course. she was sitting in a Waffle House all alone. awwww. which kinda reminds me of this TV show on showtime that jon and i found on On-Demand called Dead Like Me. on the show, they eat at a place called Der Waffle Haus all the time, but it is supposed to be in like seattle or somewhere in the PNW (definitely filmed in Vancouver) and not in the south. but still, i think of alice whenever they go into the waffle house. the show is really sweet and cute but it also has swearing and drugs and people dying all the time. i dig it. and the new season starts soon, woo!!!
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