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Sad and dissapointed. I have to work on Sunday the 8th. Pride. Boo.
Which of course means that @lauren will be out there, with Ralphie. Getting accosted by people who can't leave him alone. Without me. With gays around. Seriously, I don't like it. I mean Ralphie is a total chick magnet! And @lauren is pretty damn hot her self. I'm so very dissapointed.
The neighbors are moving out. The neighbors that actually spoke to us occasionally. Last night they were moving out by throwing things off their balcony. One thing was apparently glass and it shattered. Now we are stuck with just the damn foreign guys who stand around in circles speaking loudly until we walk by when they shut up and stare at us. And i don't care if that sounded crotchety.
Battle at Buffalo rocked last night - except for the weird energy. It didn't seem very upbeat and happy. One fellow called another out (meaning they were challenged to a battle) and it was a serious one. It ended in some strong words and an invitation to step outside. Sometimes breakin ain't easy. This happened twice last night. Two separate occasions. I don't know what the hell was up.
Afterwards, we went out with Shane and Heather to iHop for some breakfast. I haven't had breakfast at 1 am in forever. Especially when not incredibly drunk! good times!
Now I'm off to work all day... Then Heather has somehow got me into a candle party... yes.. a candle party... serious?
Which of course means that @lauren will be out there, with Ralphie. Getting accosted by people who can't leave him alone. Without me. With gays around. Seriously, I don't like it. I mean Ralphie is a total chick magnet! And @lauren is pretty damn hot her self. I'm so very dissapointed.
The neighbors are moving out. The neighbors that actually spoke to us occasionally. Last night they were moving out by throwing things off their balcony. One thing was apparently glass and it shattered. Now we are stuck with just the damn foreign guys who stand around in circles speaking loudly until we walk by when they shut up and stare at us. And i don't care if that sounded crotchety.
Battle at Buffalo rocked last night - except for the weird energy. It didn't seem very upbeat and happy. One fellow called another out (meaning they were challenged to a battle) and it was a serious one. It ended in some strong words and an invitation to step outside. Sometimes breakin ain't easy. This happened twice last night. Two separate occasions. I don't know what the hell was up.
Afterwards, we went out with Shane and Heather to iHop for some breakfast. I haven't had breakfast at 1 am in forever. Especially when not incredibly drunk! good times!
Now I'm off to work all day... Then Heather has somehow got me into a candle party... yes.. a candle party... serious?
