so i went out with jetta, right? and that was awesome. yenching’s puts crack rat acid, heroin and ecstasy in their scallion pancakes, btw.
totally.
like WHOA.
soooo fuckin’ good! so jetta and i frolicked and talked and i got her the most specialest cookie ever, right? right. and then clara called and asked if i was going to the people’s republik. and so like, yeah…i said bye bye to jetta and headed over to central to get to the people’s. and that was cool. and whatnot.
of course the rockstar was hella on my mind because i was totally thinking about/talking about him with jetta and we have been talking more and more every day so obviously i’ve been preoccupied with thoughts of rockstarness. blegh.
clara wasn’t at the bar when i got there, but norah, dana, joe, and manish were there. then hilllary called when i was in hte bathroom and she came over. clara called but didn’t show up. even around 1 or whatever clara didn’t show up. i called brandon and he said he’d be over shortly, and he did show up with a few other peeps, most likely from gay.com or whatevers.
eventually dana’s pretty friendster boy showed up and by the end of the night he looked like jake gylenhaal(sp?) when wearing the bear hat. extra. special. hillary was a riot as usual. brandon’s friend mary was super nice. and apparently my nickname for her is ‘petey’ because of my eyes reminding her of a puppy. weird, but whatevercakes. ya know. i was mildly amused, and HIGHLY amused by her nickname for the munchkin. whoa! ha ha ha…also, no comment!
hillary and manish used to date, but they’re doing much better on the ex-relationship than myself and rockstar. i still don’ tknow if i’m meeting him on sunday or not. also, EVERYONE WAS GRABBING MY FUCKING ASS TONIGHT!!! like…EVERYONE!! eep! norah, hillary, mary, brandon and whatnot. my ass is NOT public property! and jetta laid claim to it (in the name of the spainish) earlier in the evening. but sheesh!! wtf…
everyone was like ‘hey, let’s grab [pineapple’s] ass.’ eep!!! just cuz i have enough ass for the whole bar…which is yet another reason why this pineapple needs to go on a diet like WHOA!…f’real.
oh and well let’s think. brandon was extra affectionate last night. eep. oh and skylar. let’s just explain skylar for a minute. (skylar is a hot name, btw…totally) anyway he was this dude at the sox game last night, or night before last, or whatever. thursday night, right? anyway i remembered him from then. and he showed up in the people’s, before i saw munchkin and he gave me a hug and like the total douchebag that i am i go ‘um, i’m sorry i never caught your name, who are you?’
and he was all ‘skylar’ (a HOTT name).
okies and i didn’t see him for most of the night at the republik. right?
and through some extra specialness wih the munchkin, when everyone finally decided to disburse and whatnot, i was all huggies to people who wer eleaving…and more specialness with the munchkin…and i hugged munchkin’s friend mary goodbye and skylar goes ‘don’t i get a hug goodbye?’ and i totally hugged him and he straight up kissed me!
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i do not know how to deal with that. omfg. omfg. omfg. omfg. omfg!
wtf? dudes just don’t motherfuckin’ kiss me, ya heard!!! *shakes head* christ! and i was all confused, butmary & skylar were heading to the munchkin’s house for christ knows what and such. and dana and i ended up getting a cab home and her logic was ‘a hot dude kissed you, be happy’ (which, skylar is a cutie) but man, who’d have thunk it? like…ever?
i’m reasonably floored. and of COURSE i wanna know what johnboy would think about me gettin’ smooches from someone named skylar…because i’m a petty bitch and whatnot.
nevermind, this pineapple is far too drunk to continue along these lines of thought…
