tits and ass
My roommates took my drunk ass to Freeman's after my last post.
I proceeded to scream 53rd and 3rd at the top of my lungs and be a general nuissance.
I woke up Alex in the morning for some Cafe Vienna breakfast.
Stop putting fallafel on my plate, I don't like it.
Jenna came over for a visit around supper time.
Dave also came to visit, but not me, one of my roommates.
I tried to work on my essay all day but I had no motivation to.
A guy named Stephen who's friends with Ed came to help me.
He reminded me of Fish, same hair cut, military talk, smart, just like Fish, but in a different body.
This morning the following happened.
Copy and pasted from my locals post.
This morning I threw on a skirt and ran to the bus stop. I sort of noticed a bit of a breeze but nothing too crazy. Got on the bus, walked to the back, got to the Mount, walked up the hill with people following behind me, realize theres a lot more air hitting my ass than there should be and BAM, my skirt isnt even a skirt anymore but a piece of material wrapped around my waist with the biggest opening ever fulling exposing my bum. I kind of sort of forgot a broke this skirt a month ago and actually had a reason for not wearing it anymore. So noooow, I'm hanging out at school trying to cover myself as best possible since I already skipped too many classes to skip more today. I also just realized that a man that works for the printing department at my school saw me at Freeman's on Saturday night. Drunk, screaming 53rd and 3rd and the top of my lungs. He winked.
For added fun, I tend to not wear underwear.
Today rocks.
I proceeded to scream 53rd and 3rd at the top of my lungs and be a general nuissance.
I woke up Alex in the morning for some Cafe Vienna breakfast.
Stop putting fallafel on my plate, I don't like it.
Jenna came over for a visit around supper time.
Dave also came to visit, but not me, one of my roommates.
I tried to work on my essay all day but I had no motivation to.
A guy named Stephen who's friends with Ed came to help me.
He reminded me of Fish, same hair cut, military talk, smart, just like Fish, but in a different body.
This morning the following happened.
Copy and pasted from my locals post.
This morning I threw on a skirt and ran to the bus stop. I sort of noticed a bit of a breeze but nothing too crazy. Got on the bus, walked to the back, got to the Mount, walked up the hill with people following behind me, realize theres a lot more air hitting my ass than there should be and BAM, my skirt isnt even a skirt anymore but a piece of material wrapped around my waist with the biggest opening ever fulling exposing my bum. I kind of sort of forgot a broke this skirt a month ago and actually had a reason for not wearing it anymore. So noooow, I'm hanging out at school trying to cover myself as best possible since I already skipped too many classes to skip more today. I also just realized that a man that works for the printing department at my school saw me at Freeman's on Saturday night. Drunk, screaming 53rd and 3rd and the top of my lungs. He winked.
For added fun, I tend to not wear underwear.
Today rocks.
posted by Lindsay at 11/28/2005
3 Comments:
poor thing
That sounds rather trying.
Why don't you ever go for breakfast with ME? Sigh. What about Thursday morning? I havn't even seen your new place... you should come see the moth with me at the Attic on Thursday night, too. The end.
We do need to hang out. I can't on Thursday I work until 12. Breakfast sounds perfect, they're my favorite meals to share with people. I'm trying to put together a benifit show for my little sister, you must come to this when it happens and we will get loaded and hang out.
K? K.
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