i am so very manic depressive.

03.10.2002-10:58 a.m. feeling: The current mood of skettios777@yahoo.com at www.imood.com
so last night was kind of crazy.

i'm sitting at my computer being all sorts of pissed off over being left here by danelle and limbo when holly wanders in with half a box of pokey stix. and a thing of orange juice and coconut rum. about five minutes later in walks jennie and her ex/fuckbuddy kevin bearing a bag with looooots of alcohol. ask and ye shall recieve, friends, ask and ye shall recieve.

so we drink for awhile, then start running out of cigs, and i am dizzy drunk when holly drives me to hyvee to get cigarettes. i try to feign sobriety but fail horribly. we get home and i immediately go vomit. jennie is never mixing my drinks ever again.

jennie and kevin have disappeared off to go have sex when we get back to my room so we go talk to lindsey and danelle who have magically reappeared, much less drunken this time. apparently they walked to the friley c-store to see turk|sh, which i do NOT blame them for as he is highly attractive. then they visited KYLE of all people, which is beyond me as to why they would have done that as lindsey dislikes kyle (or so i thought). then (and this is the part that pissed me off) they went to visit vic, who lives literally two doors down from andy. goddamnit, i could have seen andy.

so i go back to my room and holly disappears off somewhere. hanna begins frantically IM ing me...apparently Neal and his friends are coming. by this time it's 2:45 am and i'm just thinking...ooookay. what the fuck are they doing still up? so they show up, as does casey, and as does adam, our token gay male.

i'm sitting up on the loft next to neal, and in drunk kate mode i'm sitting there thinking "hmmm. neal is cute." and then i think "no no no no no no no no no. that's a big negatory there, kate." so i sit with my hands to myself while drunk, for once. applaud me.

we watch an episode or two of invader zim before neal and his friends decide it's time to go home.

adam, casey, hanna and i all pile onto the futon and goof off for awhile before i pass out. when i wake up this morning, the only one still here is casey, half asleep. he wakes up when i do, and i kick him out.

it's good to have friends.

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