Stories

It's Monday!

I'm walking around the library without shoes today. It's very liberating.

That means it's time for every one's favourite game show: what kind of drunken ass did spammy make of himself this time?

The answer? Not much actually. Kate did get a picture of the cop car from Saturday night though.

Anywho.

Friday I went shopping with Ombre and Corrine, the idea being we'd hit up the music stores downtown looking for a harmonica and possibly some sort of assorted rhythm stuff so we could include more people when the guitars get busted out. However I kinda miscalculated. I wanted to go shopping. However I should have taken some things into account. Namely: women. Somehow I ended up pacing around a teashop for what felt like forever (but was still like 1/2 hour which is like 20 minutes too long in my opinion). I did like the orange ginger sample though.

The rest of the night was a huge mess of drinking and watching my roommates put together their Lion King costumes. My plans for Halloween were all over the place this year, so I didn't join in the Lion King fun, and the costumes turned out pretty awesome. But drinking and taking turns picking music was all kinds of awesome. Good time. Oo and drunken pumpkin carving. Yeah orange guts everywhere. For some reason Becca was throwing them against the stove. But I got my bat-signal pumpkin so I was happy.

We have completely takne over a corner of the Library.

My costume was just black robes and some Haloweeny bling. I was kinda going for the whole "dark jedi look". However you can't tell the girl you're flirting with at the check out counter that you're a dark jedi without sounding like a virgin. But it was still pretty good. I got a lot of play at work when I wore it so I'm not complaining. The robes played. I also had a little kid tug on my robes and shyly tell me how much she like my Halloween necklace. Cutest kid ever. I feel like all kids should dress up as little dragons.

Speaking of Dragons, the search is still on for a name for the new one that lives on this blog. GIVE SUGGESTIONS! I have lots of poem ideas.

But yeah Saturday was a shit show.

I got home from work and the place was already kicking. "Have you ever heard of a catch up shot"? I hadn't. Turns out its just like 3 shots of whiskey in a glass. It fucking hurt. So worth it. Plus I discovered I like sangria, which is pretty much just red wine and fruit punch. Then someone kept putting whiskey in my glass and it get kinda blurry. It looks like I gave more drunk spammy advice on inspiration and finding what you love. one of these days I'm going to remember what I say and write it down.

Also there was a funnel, which got very suggestive. Even more suggestive was how easily the girls took to it.

No one ever want to tell secrets about me in the library.

Cigar smoking with Bilbo and geeking out with a rather intense discussion on whether or not Glamdring (Gandalf's sword) could hold up against a lightsaber.

Cause we're so bad ass like that. Thug life yo.

Hah and there was such an intense and engaging discussion about chips and salsa. A bunch of us were on one couch watching intently as Brad and Devin argued intently about the salt content of tortilla chips, salsa and snacking in general. And salsa get everywhere. EVERYWHERE. Apparently.

I might have broken my foot rub rule. It's about fucking time.

There are tons of stories but I honestly can't remember them until I get reminded. I wore a unicorn head. Becca got really rude. Brad knocked over the shampoo bottles. Kate's sister got very very high school. Kate ripped a shirt. Devin chased people with booze. The cops drove by and talked to a bunch of people leaving the house. People we didn't actually know.

Good fucking weekend. Plus I like it when people play the guitar and everyone sings along. I think that part is usually my favourite. Hopefully I'll be able to join in soon. And by soon I mean next semester.

I love puns. That my o-pun-ion.

Nice!

That's me. Hope everyone eats lots of candy.