||[01 Jun 2006|03:02pm]
jillians for the youinseries record release show, i already have my ticket, plus cute guy from mall will be there because he helps out fletch and they are playing too. lame-os. seriously, fletch sucks. but youinseries is good so. it makes up for it i guess.
then it's audie's birthday, so i guess we're all supposed to go over his place and get drunk and high or whatever. i'm kind of worn out on drinking though, i think i should give my liver a break. plus i smoked an entire pack yesterday, so i think i should just not go so i don't feel tempted to smoke some pot. my lungs would probably bleed.
i am thinking about quitting smoking. i almost did for this one person, once. but uh, shit happened and i went right back to it. i think i almost need a bad habit to keep me sane, it's part of my ocd or something.
20-27 florida. that's going to be fucking insanely awesome, i get to see my aunt who is like a third mother to me. and my little cousin zack, who is like thirteen now and feels the need to ask me what bands i'm listening to so he can be cool and listen to them too. not that i'm complaining, because i think it's really cute in a way.
um last night, audreys house, took the bus across town to get there, it was a two hour affair. got there and spent the night, she got a new kitten, we went and got her first tattoo, and then we went out and got drunk. i asked the artist if she'd be okay to be drunk, cause i know you're not supposed to get inked when you are drinking, but i had no idea about immediately after. he said she'd most likely be fine. so yeah, we got drunk, chilled at her house, passed out at about four in the morning, her mom woke me up at like ten thirty because she was bringing me home on her way to work.
she dropped me off at starbucks because that's kind of my second addiction right there. hello, caramel frap. you are my lover forever. sucked that shit down and stopped at the smoke shop for cigs, got two packs just in case, came home and got my brother so i could watch him and chill with him for a couple hours. we watched sky high, and then i came into my room, put some music on, and cleaned. and now i am still in said room, sitting at the computer and not planning on moving until i decide that i need a cig or some sleep. or maybe food. but i ate cheese fries at the orleans last night WHICH OMG I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT PART.
we go to the orleans kind of drunk, go pee, go to get some cheese fries. this guy that i met once, chopper, is sitting there with his friends. and he obviously remembers me, and i obviously remember him, but neither of us say anything. amanda calls me, and she's who i met him through, and i kind of whisper into the phone that he's right there and she tells me to put him on. i am drunk, it's kind of awkward, but i give him the phone. he remembered my name. i don't know why that was weird to me, but it was.
and then, as we're leaving, and i am considerably MORE drunk than when we got there, i am on the phone yelling at this guy alex because he was pissing me off really bad, and this kid goes, "shut up, maggie." and i was like FUCKTHEWHAT and i turn around and its this kid james that was the teachers assistant in my web design class like two years ago. that he remembered my name also freaked me out. i mean sure, i remembered his name, but he is considerably cute and always wears bowling shoes. how do you not remember that?
i'm done rambling. promise.