An exchange that loses something out of context:
Moi: (feeling a hand on my ass) Hey now...am I here to sleep or get molested?
Him: Get molested.
Moi: Okay. Just making sure.
Last night was total craziness. Yay for secret party Wednesday! To say that I got fucked up would be the understatement of the year. It made Saturday look like child's play. I'm sure my liver was in pain at a certain point because we were throwing them back like it was water. Another thing I've missed about school is camaraderie in debauchery -- well no, I haven't missed Wes for that at all. Just Alex. He was the catalyst for many of the funny silly drunken episodes. And he's coming back to NYC soon! (And if he reads this, I want a Portuguese souvenir!) I and my companions made the most of the square block before calling it a night stupendously early for me. I hit a second wind after the exchange above, natch. And I'm currently desperately needing a serious nap before setting out tonight. And a friend wants to hang out and I have potential for doing up an official VMA party. Ugghh. The lifestyle's working me harder than a job could.
Posted by Candicissima at August 28, 2003 02:48 PM