so i went and hung out with my buddy johnny. it was big fun.
we went and got falafels. and sat by the dirty delaware river. nothing's more romantic than dirty cess pools
we went to the ministry of information to go drink, but we decided that was a shit idea and left. next stop was the low bar. we hung out there for a bit. they make fucking huge highballs. it's fuckin great!
then we went off to drunkenly harass (well i was drunkenly harassing, anyway..) the guy at blockbuster. i got a membership all so i could make a drunken johnny sit through series 7 and the audition. both of which are fine bloody masacres of films. they make me all warm and fuzzy inside
and so today we went to ocean city- aka the shore. it was fun. i blasted blood for blood, slapshot, and charge 69 in the car whilst driving around. it kinda wierded out all the family oriented fucks.
but hey! i'm doing better. i only tried to start a fight with five people today. and it doesn't count as five because it was a group of snarky girly girls. they started it
so i went swimming. almost lost my bathing suit about 2134892938 times. that was just a bit awkward.
and yeah. having jellyfish fights- they're kinda like snowball fights, only with jellyfish is really fuckin hard when you're the only one playing. then it's just you throwing jellyfish at some poor unsuspecting fuck
the ride home was fun too. we had misfits singalongs. and i danced like an asshole to the dwarves. it was fun. sadly i was the only one dancing around like an asshole. what can i say? the the dwarves make me exceedingly happy.
bleh. so i'm finally home. my bathing suit's still wet. i still have sand everywhere. i'm still smiling.
oh. and on a side note.. after johnny offerred to buy my pathetic ass a goldfish, i realized that a goldfish probably wont fix my insipid insistence upon stupid dates. no. stupid stupid tori, i need a cute boy that i can hump to take care of aforementioned goldfish.
speaking of cute boys... i think i'm in love. well maybe not really. i haven't actually checked out the little people depot. but goddamn. the internet has everything. and i'm in no way making fun of "little people"- i have much love for aforementioned people, i just had no clue they now had dating sites..
that's it. i'm amazed.
time to go to bed. or pretend to.
kisses, sand, and hand grenades shaped like purple dinosaurs,
- tori -
we went and got falafels. and sat by the dirty delaware river. nothing's more romantic than dirty cess pools
we went to the ministry of information to go drink, but we decided that was a shit idea and left. next stop was the low bar. we hung out there for a bit. they make fucking huge highballs. it's fuckin great!
then we went off to drunkenly harass (well i was drunkenly harassing, anyway..) the guy at blockbuster. i got a membership all so i could make a drunken johnny sit through series 7 and the audition. both of which are fine bloody masacres of films. they make me all warm and fuzzy inside
and so today we went to ocean city- aka the shore. it was fun. i blasted blood for blood, slapshot, and charge 69 in the car whilst driving around. it kinda wierded out all the family oriented fucks.
but hey! i'm doing better. i only tried to start a fight with five people today. and it doesn't count as five because it was a group of snarky girly girls. they started it
so i went swimming. almost lost my bathing suit about 2134892938 times. that was just a bit awkward.
and yeah. having jellyfish fights- they're kinda like snowball fights, only with jellyfish is really fuckin hard when you're the only one playing. then it's just you throwing jellyfish at some poor unsuspecting fuck
the ride home was fun too. we had misfits singalongs. and i danced like an asshole to the dwarves. it was fun. sadly i was the only one dancing around like an asshole. what can i say? the the dwarves make me exceedingly happy.
bleh. so i'm finally home. my bathing suit's still wet. i still have sand everywhere. i'm still smiling.
oh. and on a side note.. after johnny offerred to buy my pathetic ass a goldfish, i realized that a goldfish probably wont fix my insipid insistence upon stupid dates. no. stupid stupid tori, i need a cute boy that i can hump to take care of aforementioned goldfish.
speaking of cute boys... i think i'm in love. well maybe not really. i haven't actually checked out the little people depot. but goddamn. the internet has everything. and i'm in no way making fun of "little people"- i have much love for aforementioned people, i just had no clue they now had dating sites..
that's it. i'm amazed.
time to go to bed. or pretend to.
kisses, sand, and hand grenades shaped like purple dinosaurs,
- tori -
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