My F.B. got his PA over the weekend, after talking about it for waaaay too many years. I watched the whole thing, and it didn't look particularly pleasant, but he was a champ. But then he bled all weekend, staining four pairs of boxers and requiring an emergency load of wash for the jeans, driving him to proclaim himself a menstruating woman. I offered him a panty liner, but he was not amused.
Then we went to some burlesque show in Tempe on Saturday. It was pretty fun, campy and cheesy. I got hit on by a girl with missing teeth. Then off to the Palo, where his friend bartends and is liberal with the freebies. Unfortunately, he was pouring SoCo, the smell of which makes me want to projectile vomit. That meant the poor F.B. got to drink it all.
My ex-step-grandmother, who I haven't seen for over 20 years, got wind of the news that I finally graduated, and sends me over $500 worth of fancy sterling silver picture frames from Tiffany's. I about shit myself when I got the package. My dad said she always was extravagant, but I'm massively overwhelmed.
It's really interesting how people hide so much of themselves. One of my coworkers, who I always considered to be relatively happy with his life, keeps dropping all these hints that he is depressed and frustrated. He's one of those people who is always laughing, fun to be around, never serious. Funny what different kinds of fronts people put up to conceal what's really going on.
OK. I'm exhausted, I stood on my feet for manymanymany hours today. Time to go prop these poor doggies up and have a nice beer.
Then we went to some burlesque show in Tempe on Saturday. It was pretty fun, campy and cheesy. I got hit on by a girl with missing teeth. Then off to the Palo, where his friend bartends and is liberal with the freebies. Unfortunately, he was pouring SoCo, the smell of which makes me want to projectile vomit. That meant the poor F.B. got to drink it all.
My ex-step-grandmother, who I haven't seen for over 20 years, got wind of the news that I finally graduated, and sends me over $500 worth of fancy sterling silver picture frames from Tiffany's. I about shit myself when I got the package. My dad said she always was extravagant, but I'm massively overwhelmed.
It's really interesting how people hide so much of themselves. One of my coworkers, who I always considered to be relatively happy with his life, keeps dropping all these hints that he is depressed and frustrated. He's one of those people who is always laughing, fun to be around, never serious. Funny what different kinds of fronts people put up to conceal what's really going on.
OK. I'm exhausted, I stood on my feet for manymanymany hours today. Time to go prop these poor doggies up and have a nice beer.
thi3veslikeus:
southern comfort is vile beyond belief and should be avoided at all costs. and thank you for the sage advice, it still seems like a bad idea and i get the feeling that ill like myself more if i abstain. hell, thats never stopped me from anything before. congrats on the fancy presents, and the fb with the pa for that matter.
fvk:
so when are you coming to hang out?