August 9th, 2009

So... i havent been on here in a while..

In case you don't remember tonight (and I doubt you will), I've prepared an email recap of the evening!
Civeche
Sangria
Home
Coldplay, inspiring conversation. Talk about dads, family. Tears and laughs are had by all.
Neighbors invite us up. We decline.
We dance naked on your balcony.
Neighbors invite us up.
We join upstairs neighbor as she proceeds to smoke all over us and convey how we're corporate slaves and it's all a consperiacy. I should quit my job with AT&T because they screwed her over. And the path of no life accomplishment, bad hygine, blaming verything wrong in life on "the system" and smoking pot to really grasp the deeper meaning is so much better. And apparently the movie Sicko explains it all.
I leave. Neighbor followsand smokes in your living room
Drive you past 3 CVS till we find one open to nurse your already fast approaching hangover. (it's 4am about now)
Go to mcdonaldS. Get told they only can take cash and serve breakfast.
Come home. Explain on the drive home we already went to mcdonalds you didn't believe me. I'm not sure you do now
Give you house keys. You lose house keys in moments only to find them in your hand.
Come home. You opened your tylonal then lost it and insisted I had taken it from you. And the tore open box it came in I tore open.
You notice the catfood dish is over flowing. Insist you did not feed Benny that much food and thAt I obviously want him dead.
You call me a liar. You tell me you cannot be friends with liars. Tell me the queso dip tastes like ogre semen but it tastes good.
After your fourth attempt at texting brent I take yoir phones battery and hide it(in the optomus prime helmet in the living room). You are not pleased.
You try to throw up and come to bed after nothing comes up.
I decide to write you this email.
End.