serenekerosene

Ok, ok, so I'll do a proper update.

Today I got dragged down to the bar. I don't like the bar scene in my city, it's pretty much cowboys and barstars, which is just uber-gross and nauseating to me.

So, I'm DD-ing for my friends. I go outside. I have to bodycheck the door open, because of a HUGE snowdrift in front of my door. Then I wade through knee-high snow, and then realize there's a thigh-high drift in front of the driver's door. I sludge through it. I try to open my door. It is frozen shut. I trudge to the other side of the car, crawl through, which is extremely difficult, because I'm wearing a coat to my ankles, huge clonker boots, and body check my door open. I then start the car, clear the windows, and take 10 minutes to even leave the parking lot, because of the stupid amounts of snow.

The bar scene (which wasn't as bad as last time, which I bailed on because of the suckage level), was ok. The band kind of sucked, except for the latin percussionist. Me and my friends kept screaming "MORE COWBELL!!!!!!" Lots of barstars and sluts. I felt like a fat blob. Mainly because 1) everyone was younger, and fucking anorexic, it's the trend these days, don't ya know) and 2) the few bigger people that were there, were wearing horrible outfits. Like come on! If your bigger, you don't try to dress like a slut, and show how fucking big you are. You dress to flatter. Which made me wonder if I was poorly dressed. (vote by my friends said no.)

When we left, because of the wet snow that had been falling when we went in, and the way it was blowing, there is a huge wad of ice in my keyhole. So, I had to unlock it from the passenger's side. Which was a pain in the ass. Then we went to Alicia's and Garret's. That was super fun.

I figured out that 1) Kyle looks better when he isn't being a moody asshole. Tonight was the first night I've actually seen him smile. and 2) Although I don't harbour any feelings, Garret is TOTALLY the type of guy I would LOVE to be dating! And when all the drunkies left, it was Alicia, Garret, and me. And we stayed up and watched anime and chatted. It was a pleasant evening, overall, even if I was at the bar for a while. The dancing was fun. I like dancing.

So, tomorrow is New years eve (or if you wanna be a bitch about it, technically it's today). I do believe that we are partying at Sherri's house. That'll be fun. I invited her to my birthday party, and that worked out well, and now she's throwing a party, and it should make for a good time.

We are opting to take that route, then going to Clare and Greg's party, because although Clare and Greg rule, they plan on party hopping later on, and Jill and I don't really want to participate, because then we'll end up at Stu's, which on it's own isn't really that bad, but Jen is his roomate, and that's who slept with Jill's ex-boyfriend (who was her boyfriend at the time) and that would be akward. And I'm not so much for the Stu's because the last party I was at there, I got super high and super drunk, and I walked with Glenn to his house and back while he picked up more supplies, and we held hands the entire time, and everyone was like "oh, well even if nothing happens between you two, at least you'll be awesome friends". And then he stopped talking to me. So, I associate Stu's with non-goodness. Besides, Stu's group have theme parties, and that night's theme is Hillbilly. And they tend to drink, get horny, and have group sex. So, we are NOT opting for that route. (although, truth be told, I think I'm more ok with the idea of a mass orgy than my friends are).

So, yeah, that's my update.

I'm sure I'll have more to say soon. I've been doing lots of pondering, as I am prone to do, and I'm sure I'll organize my thoughts enough to write them down one of these days.

Anyhow, hope all of you are having a good end-of-the-year-2004. I will chat with you all soon.

peace, ribbons, and razor blades.