Are you douches still doing that weekend thread shit?
 

I don't give a care if you are. I had a fabulous weekend and I want to talk to someone about it that isn't going to be weird about it, because my friends at school are all AP prudes about everything.

Friday night I went and saw Xiu Xiu with my best friend. It was amazing. The guitarist from the opening band took a picture of us because he liked our shirts I guess. Great show.

Saturday, my other best friend and this gay guy were having a joint birthday party, and for lack of better words, that shit was off the chain. There was an awesome DJ that played for free. There was plenty of alcohol flowing, as well as a solid supply of pot. This one classy dude brought mango flavored hookah. And towards midnight a few guys and I started rolling. It was the craziest night of my life, and one of the best. I've never danced so much in public. I'd never have done it if it weren't for the booze. All the other parties I've gone to didn't have any place to dance. But my friends house had a third floor that was under the house (not a basement), that was turned into a dance floor.

It is just hitting me how crazy it was. 2 fights broke out. One knife pulled, apparently. The hookah dude got his nose broke. There was an orgy, started by a girl that had two abortions. A pregnant chick, piñata full of condoms and Swedish fish. I'm still trying to remember everything.

How was your weekend?

apparently not as good as yrs. i wanna hang out w/ you. :)

Pfft. I wish my life was a little more like that. This is much more of an isolated incident, but amazing nonetheless.

i lost at risk for the first time ever to a douchebag. i blame it on the rum i drank before i played. i also played scene it on xbox 360. the rest of the weekend involved working, working some more and feeling depressed over a girl (just how my last 3 weekends have been).

Now, I'm no expert on relationships, but if it was a break up try not to worry about, dude. Every relationship fails until you find the one that doesn't (it sounds stupid, but it is absolutely true). You're just on the path to finding the one that doesn't.

on friday i got stoned at home with gf and brother and watched JP

then on saturday went to friends place and had 4 tamazies and eventually passed out pouring beer on my self

Went to Santa Barbara on Saturday with my BF, sex at his place, bathroom, nap, handcuffs, home.

Sunday, went to Griffith park, and to the glendale mall. Came home and studied.

sweet weekend. it jut finished. just came home from seeing pelican live-- amazing, and very relaxing. the rest was good but tonight was the apex. it was an early how so after that we went to get suhi and soba.

anyway...

sounds like you were having fun! the stuff of good literature, right in front of you. glad to know you're breaking out of your shell-- congratulations!

now watch it and don't end up pregnant somehow :D

The guy that sold me E was from East LA named Junior. Total hommie. He was cool though. I thought of you, for some reason.

I guess I was way more fucked up than I thought I was. Today at school, I (felt like I) suddenly remembered a dream that I had weeks ago where this tragic faggot type was bitching about how he is going to hell and basically used it to be a jerk.

Turns out all that happened 2 nights ago. I seriously just thought it was a dream that I had a long time ago. And now I'm friends with him on myspace??? Hahaha.

Alex sounds like you had a blast. You will be a party animal once you hit college.

friday: went to the cinema with this girl, then we went over to a friends who had a party. got drunk and passed out around 5am.

saturday: went to this block party thing in houston for a second, went back to a friends who lives in the area and partied. hooked up with a random new girl. came back to mine and passed out around 4am

sunday: ordered a couple of indian and japense instruments (sitar, veena, israj, tenpura, harmonium, sarode, a tabla set, koto, and a shamisen). took random new girl to this awesome texmex place with awesome margaritas. got really drunk and came back to my place. passed out around 4:30am again.

Totally. I can't wait. I've made the decision. No matter where I get accepted, once I graduate I'm going to move out for college, with or without my parents help or blessing.

Oh definitely move out. Get Financial aid, student loans etc. I am going to San Francisco in the Fall. I just need to pass all my six classes. But yeah, I will be having fun once I get there. I can't wait for friday, I am going clubbing again.

Tenpura (or tempura)




Tambura (or Tanpura)





Which one was it?

I ordered a tenpura quite recently. Delicious.

P.S. Hurrah for drunken debauchery

moi???

i don't sell illegal drugs, nor am i a homie. but anyway, easy on the e, there will be side effects, you might have a foul depression coming soon, and it's not a good thing to make a habit of taking. you don't wanna fuck too much with your serotonin production. oh you'll know what i'm talking about today or tomorrow. please don't jump under a train or something, eh?

but sounds like you had a good adventure-- ha ha.

anyway i should get to work cos i like work, paychecks, all that good stuff.

i meant Tanpura, sorry about that

funny, i ate tempura last night. vegetable perfection.

alex went to the party of my dreams.

friday was supposed to go to cryptopsy but chickened out because lack of money and because i heard they turned goth metalcore.

saturday went to "smashing pumpkins" (were good and sang those songs like if it was 1995) and my morning jacket (incredible! amazing!), got bored listening to the mars travolta on the distance. skipped a party which was guarantied to be a dramafest for me and the guy throwing it is ultra pissed at me.

sunday went to eat tacos with my mom and marvelled at the sounds of spacemen 3 until 3 in the morning.

i had a great weekend.

friday:
i went to a fancy dinner and we drank whiskey in the parking lot and then shot expensive beers at the table. then we went to a gross hole in the wall and drank while our 2 singing buddies sang some karaoke. we then decided we'd go to the ex-biker bar which begs us not to leave everytime we go because we're the coolest people they've ever seen. we stole all the parking cones (?) from the parking lot and formulated a plan for our next destination.... the bar in the marriott which has been the biggest meat market in OKC for 20 years. we decided we worked for fly.com and we lived in chicago... so off we went to that bar. we recruited people for fly.com (i don't know why) and drank lots of beer. after the lights came on, we screwed caps back on our beers and put them in my purse... and headed back to our usual dive bar. it was locked. so some beers were smashed and at least one half drank beer with a random cap screwed back on was given to a stranger. we then ran to buy beer at the convenience store before 2 a.m. and went back to our friends house. we spent the night drinking and busting in on a friend who was trying to fuck a barker. over and over. (in fact when i showed up at his record store on saturday.. he yelled "OUT!... GET OUT!" oops.)... anyway.. the wife picked me up at 5.30 a.m.. oops again.

saturday we thought we'd kill the hangover with the best bloody marys in town which happen to be at our fave dive bar and then we headed to the rock and roll garage sale where we proceeded to get increasingly drunk and pursue other ridiculous antics, i.e. tickling narcoleptics and drinking tequila... ugh. i was followed around by a photographer who i only managed to escape his camera and his gross come ons when i left for good. we finally went to eat (and drink) ... blah blah.

i actually made up certificates for each member of our party who survived the weekend.

Sounds dignified and ladylike to me.