I need an around-the-way girl. That's the one for me.
Well, I am no longer kinda-sorta seeing someone. It's for the best, really. I don't need to worry about violent reactions to anti-gaucho jokes and such anymore, which is an important facet of any relationship. And for once the breakup was a completely mutual thing, which is an odd feeling. It's almost like relief more than melancholy or something. That's one I'm gonna have to get used to. Well, not used to since that would entail ending lots of relationships and such, but you know what I mean. Amazingly, we didn't even get into an argument and both kind of predicted each others' reasons for ending it. Maybe we were compatible after all? Oh well. Either way, don't cry for me, Argentina.
With that said: I'm gonna go out and get REALLY fucking trashed this weekend. Jacksonville, beware. Somebody loan me cab fare or give me a ride home. I promise to puke out the window. Honest. Maybe I'll get drunk and let the comedian/hypnotist make me cluck like a chicken or something on Friday night. Sounds like a plan. It's been a while, after all.
Anyone got any hot, single female friends they can loan me for a weekend? No guarantees on me giving her back, though. Anyone?
posted by Maki @ 11:27 PM
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Hey, I'm single too! Little help here.
For what it's worth, PK, I had "bamboo earrings, at least two pair," in there for a second. Get some out there Friday night. Or Saturday...
Wait, Matt's single too?
Just place your orders on my blog, and I'll see what I can 'round up: blondes, brunettes or redheads?
There's a comedian/hypnotist in town?
I was totally gonna say, "I want a girl with extensions in her hair..." but now I won't.
Matt, you're now single? What happened to the med student? You're going to have to update your blog. I think you've now broken my record of number of days without posting (I did update last night, though).
Shhhhhhhhhh. We don't talk about that.
And Jaxpeach, the hypnotist/comedian is at the Comedy Zone in Mandarin, but now we're not going there anymore. Such is life.
1funnybitch.blogspot.com
Don't tell her I sent you.
BTW, I was going to see that hypnotist guy, but it was back in October or something. Maybe it was a different guy.
Completely unrelated: My husband and I went to the Comedy Zone during the Super Bowl weekend and Chris Rock made a surprise appearance for like 10 minutes. Pretty cool.
Oh yes. 1 funny bitch. And don't tell her I sent you either.
Dude, I don't think that 1funnybitch.blogspot.com is right for you. If that's a pic of her in the profile she might be hot... but she seems like she has anger issues, and her grammer is not great, and she likes KORN. :P Not that I have any replacement. I just wanted to be involved. :P
bdtdjr
Alright, response time. It's Sunday night at 12:47 AM (or is it Monday morning?) Either way, there's no time like the present.
Apparently we have two votes for me asking out the self-titled "Funny Bitch" and one vote against. The Korn liking is balanced out by the Massive Attack liking, and I'm used to anger issues, so I guess that one's resolved. Of course, um, now what do I do? Can you ask someone out via blog comment? How does that work? I am so not 21st century. Geez.
And I know I should have walked over to the Atlantic on Friday, PK. But if I had I would have ended up attempting to drive the 40 minutes back home in a not-good-to-drive state and would have spent the rest of the weekend in jail. At least, that's my excuse. So I ended up sleeping on somebody's couch and getting my car in the morning after hitting IHOP. Such is life.
Sorry, Umu, (that's my new name for you, by the way) but I think the only pictures that were taken on Friday were of the salad girl's cleavage. They're somewhere on PK's phone, at least if she or I weren't as drunk as we thought and actually figured out how to take pictures with that damn thing. Chances are we didn't, since we were pretty far gone at that point. So yes, I did follow through on my plan to get "REALLY fucking trashed," as I so eloquently put it.
Now the problem is that I only have $14 to last me until payday on Friday. At least it was worth it.
i saw a guy who looked just like you in a bar. i was like "are you from florida?" and he was all "are you 18?"
my response was something along the lines of "no, dumbass.. but they let me into the bar"
I apologize for my evil twin's poor behavior.
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