Well it's certainly been a while since I've written anything substantial in here...let's see what's been goin on.
I've been hangin' out with Melissa and Carole a bunch, and so far we're at an 80% enjoyment rate, if I'm not forgetting any events. Last friday, when I made the one line post, was a Halloween party that ended up becoming a night at the bar and the Friendly Toast, that was good times. I went over to Melissa's apartment, where everyone else was, after I got out of work and they decided they were going to come into Portsmouth. I said, "So I could have just gone home and you could have called me and said, 'Hey we're here, come join us!'?" But no, I was a driver in the two-subaru caravan into town.
We went to the Coat of Arms Pub, where I was, unfortunately, surrounded by cigarette smoke, but then Carole and I, and the guys at the table next to ours, rocked out to Journey. After being kicked out of the pub (It was closing time, nothing bad happened) we went to The Friendly Toast, one of my favorite Portsmouth haunts, to have breakfast (at 2:30 in the morning), and meet up with my cousin Danny, their designated driver back home.
At the Toast we had good times making jokes and throwing little red strings from Melissa's now-broken whip onto this guy who was passed out drunk in one of the booths along the wall. Breakfast was delicious and we parted ways, I came home, sat online for a little bit and went to bed around 5.
Last night I was hired by the girls to be their designated driver around Dover, as they went to this place called Mojito's, where the girls got drunk on dollar shots and sexes on the beach and danced with each other and a few random guys. I eyed up the doorgirl and texted Michael (dirtyfight
). Also, the guy from the Nextel booth at the mall, who looks like Ryan Seacrest, was there, I thought that was wicked funny. Melissa gave me a couple lapdances and then it was closing time. The girls were looking for some food to sober them up so it was breakfast time, and you know what that means...back to the Friendly Toast!
After taking some shit for having a side salad with my meal at 2:30 in the morning we ate up and I drove the girls back to Carole's house before going home myself.
Then tonight Carole and I went to TGIFridays and watched "V for Vendetta", since it is Guy Fawkes Night, after all.
In other news I am now a seasonal assistant manager at the store, which only means that from now until january I qualify for bonus, if we should make plan these next two months. That'd be real nice...
Especially considering how much money my fucking car has sucked from me the past month or so. First it was the starter, then a standard oil change, followed by replacing the sending units, which are the little things inside my gas tank that tell my gas gauge how much is in the tank, both front axel boots and the catalytic flange on the muffler. All told that all comes to about 1500 dollars, 1300 of which I had to borrow from my grandpa. I hate borrowing money in the first place, but borrowing $1300 from my grandpa...sucks balls.
Anyway, nothin much else has been goin on, just been workin, gymin, and chillin it up.
Sure, they release the entire series of M*A*S*H in one DVD collection after I've already gone and bought all the season box sets they've release, except for the 11th. Those jerks...