posted on June 01, 2004 @ 1:45 pm
goodness gracious what a weekend. not really as dramatic as i make it seem, but nonetheless i passed my sobriety limits a couple times. sunday night, i ventured to valerie and dana's in my poofy white flowing skirt, horrendous-looking blue shirt with flowers and pineapples, and hello kitty bandana with flowers in an attempt to be festive (they wanted a hawaiian vibe). dana donned me with a pink lei, and for about half an hour i sat around feeling very disgruntled and hot. dana suggested a shot, and it was all uphill from there.
i woke up with a hangover, which is something that rarely, if ever, happens. when the drunk guy knocked me out and i decided to get more wasted, i woke up with three hours of sleep peachy keen. my body has become very alcohol-friendly. i think all the stress and allergies etc. brought about this terrible memorial day headache. did i mention i started bleeding a week early? i'm assuming this is due to stress. my finances are actually not as well-off as i perceived, but at least my credit card (all $40 of it) is working now.
yesterday i went to jared's, and on the way the sky fucking fell. thunder, lightning, golf-ball-sized hail (which layla got hit with, and is now bruised because of), the works. then suddenly half-way to jared's it all stops. north austin was pleasant and sunny, and in the rearview mirror i saw a little rectangle of black terror fading away. early this morning, around 1:00, as i lay in bed still quite stoned off le'britney's "party cigarettes," i could see a lightning storm. st. elmo's fire, just heat lightning. that's one thing i adore about summer.
sunday, however, i and my drunken co-workers took over 100 pictures. how? i'm not sure. i deleted quite a few just now. jared announced we're expecting. i'm pregnant with jarel, and jared's having jarelsea. what's humorous is that i heard detra earlier today speaking of one "jarel." that still, i admit, does not top cole and le'britney's child "le'cola."
view some of the more cute ones:
jon's a bit macho, but ultimately he's okay.
very jealous of dana because of this shirt.
and of valerie and her belt.
jeremy attended for once.
thus starts the series of crazy fuckers getting high in the closet.
liz and i were highly enjoying the bubbles.
no-haired jason. sadness.
jennie fanned us with the door.
a little shining-esque, only cute.
"are you cool?
"i am cool."
watching kevin primp himself was very amusing to me.
josh and i got too excited over the thought of owning unicron and the transformers movie, and mona called us dorks.
did i mention it ended up in the pool? and that even though i sat on the side, i and my camera were as wet as everyone else?
liz plays volleyball. when she does it inside, i become a little nervous.
around 5:00 a.m., cole, jared, liz, marcus, and myself went to the waffle house. i lay in the back of cole's car rambling on about owen the entire time. as i mentioned to owen, even people who didn't know me that night know who he is now.
