BOO!!
Hey everybody. I'm over at Dave82's doing laundry. I've never been so excited about clean clothes in my life.
Not much going on. Got my job interview at Walmart, but I have soemthing like three more job interviews to go with tem before I get hired. Which I probably will be, but I need money now! Some paryt of me desperately wants to work the midnight to nine AM shift at Denny's. Hmm. Not sure what that's about.
Sam and I are getting along gorgeously these days. All is goodness. We went to our friend's wedding. Missed the actual wedding itself due to horrifying traffic and our friend's decision to get hitched out in the middle of nowhere. But we made it in time for the reception and got completely drunk on the two kegs that were there. Sam was worse than I was, made a very public and very drunken declaration of love for me, and then we went home. A good time, all around. We went out together Monday as well, with our friends Justin and Chris. Sam put a new bass away in layaway, so he's a happy boy. Then we saw The Italian Job, which was okay, And we went back to Justin's, where Sam got shitfaced again. It was kind of scary though. At one point, he was lying on the couch, and after a little while I just had this gut feeling that something was wrong. I went over to him and watched him and noticed that he wasn't breathing. So I was jumping on him, yelling for him to breathe and slapping his face while Justin sprayed water on him. We got him up and walked him around for awhile. Then I had Chris drive us back to my place so Sam could sleep there and I could keep an eye on him. *sigh*
Hey everybody. I'm over at Dave82's doing laundry. I've never been so excited about clean clothes in my life.
Not much going on. Got my job interview at Walmart, but I have soemthing like three more job interviews to go with tem before I get hired. Which I probably will be, but I need money now! Some paryt of me desperately wants to work the midnight to nine AM shift at Denny's. Hmm. Not sure what that's about.
Sam and I are getting along gorgeously these days. All is goodness. We went to our friend's wedding. Missed the actual wedding itself due to horrifying traffic and our friend's decision to get hitched out in the middle of nowhere. But we made it in time for the reception and got completely drunk on the two kegs that were there. Sam was worse than I was, made a very public and very drunken declaration of love for me, and then we went home. A good time, all around. We went out together Monday as well, with our friends Justin and Chris. Sam put a new bass away in layaway, so he's a happy boy. Then we saw The Italian Job, which was okay, And we went back to Justin's, where Sam got shitfaced again. It was kind of scary though. At one point, he was lying on the couch, and after a little while I just had this gut feeling that something was wrong. I went over to him and watched him and noticed that he wasn't breathing. So I was jumping on him, yelling for him to breathe and slapping his face while Justin sprayed water on him. We got him up and walked him around for awhile. Then I had Chris drive us back to my place so Sam could sleep there and I could keep an eye on him. *sigh*
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Too bad he had to get THAT drunk. But I guess that's what weddings are for. The last one I was at was a big Irish one in which singing and dancing were involved at some point, and finished up in hungover soccer match spectatorship. Good fun. But not to the point of non-breathing -- scary! -- but glad he's ok. And glad you're ok.
How's your summer so far, lil emo grrl?
[Edited on Jun 05, 2003]