The Things We Do

girl: what did you do last night?!
biz: i went on home... at the time i forgot i had homework i had to do for today
biz: i was drunk for like 30 minutes
biz: at like 6
girl: good lord.

Blog. B and I had a great weekend. It was full of many funny moments. Like when we met Snooki at Scully's. She was a lot of fun to chat with. Scream back and forth with. We went to Walmart and shopped around for a cute sweater for B. It was navy and fitted and had a good neckline. Oh apparently I got out of hand. I could tell that I might be on the verge of hitting a rage, but I was not too concerned because I felt like my energy was a positive influence on the rest of the group. That's right. Positive. Disillusioned drunk bitch. But after the last glass of Grey Goose I blacked the fuck out again. Again! Good lord. Anyway I was told that I went up to the bedroom to sleep, but thought I was in a bar instead. I shouted, "WHAT IS THIS BAR?! THIS BAR SUCKS!" Or something along those lines. I don't really know. I also talked about a girl sitting in the corner of the room. There was no girl in the corner of this bedroom. I was one of two people in the room. The lights were out. No wonder I thought it was such a bad bar! Then I yelled at my friend for no reason at all. A lot of offensive things. I guess because she took me to that awful bar. But to be honest I really did see a brown haired girl crouched over on a stool with a beer in her hand. She was staring at us. That is the only part I remember. Biz suggested that I may have been asleep. Like black out drunk dreaming. I think that is the only logical explanation. That is an absolutely perfect explanation, actually. And it lowers my accountability even more. And I need that. Because I can't be held responsible for things I say or do while I am completely blacked out and dreaming at the same damn time. Boy and I have plans for our lives. We have plans, blog. They are not real plans. But they are goals. My plan is to become rich and drunk and vulgah! Not really. At all. My real plan is to regularly use the word 'darling' so that it becomes second nature. And then arrange it in sentences with the word 'vulgah' which I already use quite often. I'm sure the only configuration I will come up with is the one I stole from Factory Girl. I am going to see Iron & Wine in two weeks! I am sooooo stoked. I'll let you know how that goes.

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