drunkeness is a bad idea.
the edited version is re-edited, leaving only a few points of the evening....
--ran into mike langley, dan's brother. we talked, and came up with a business idea.... and we're going to make millions of dollars. and we hate iowa. and this girl he was with was like "you are a brilliant actress" and i was like "whaaaat?" but apparently she's seen me in ALOT of things.... and she was like "i don't understand why you don't act anymore! you are so beautiful, and so easy to connect to." and i told her i didn't act because no one would cast me. (it's so true.) if someone would cast me in something.... i'd act. i just can't sing. that's why i dont' get cast. boooo musicals.
--i bunch of people told me they liked my shirt. i cant imagine why... it was kind of scrubby looking, and covered in glowstick juice.
--OH MY GOD.... i ran into one of my mom's friends! julie!!! and i was smoking. and she was like "does your mom know you smoke?!" and i was like "i don't smoke! *puts out cigarette*" (really, i don't. just to make myself not feel like killing someone (me).... and to piss derek off. he hates smoking, so i do it to spite him. *smokes in his general direction* ha!) aaaanywho, we both promised not to tell my mom that we saw eachother.
--huuuuuuuuuuuuuge nervous breakdown in the alley. surrounded by about twenty (no exaggeration) gay boys going "oh my god, honey, you are SO too good for him." and kissing me and asking if i wanted them to beat him up. (riiiight, i'm goign to send all my little gay boys and drag queens to beat up derek, the national champion gymnast. that's a great plan.)
--i ran away from my ride ... twice. i guess i really wanted to be stranded downtown. *shrug* i never said i was intelligent when drunk....
--after ivy found me (i didn't do a very good job running away the first time) we ran into "scary boots the coke dealer". and he tried to get me to stop crying, and got us a cab so that ivy could take me home. (he is a very generous criminal. he's always buying things for me. despite the fact i'm like "you're so scary, go away") this is when i ran away the second time.
--went to the ped mall, to hide from ivy (who was looking for me to try to take me home) and to be alone. ran into derek, who yelled at me and put me in a cab. i tried to run away again (i was apparently very determined to be stranded) but there was a tree in my way, and in my drunkeness, i was unable to overcome this obstacle.
--so, the cab took me home, many thanks to derek. i am still hating you though.
--got home, wrote several drunk emails (guys, if i'm drunk, take away my phone, and don't let me near a computer. drunk blogs and calls and emails are BAD.
--wrote two VERY angry drunk blogs. which i deleted. thank you to those who commented to say i'm hilarious when drunk. i appreciate it, but they had to go.
--went to sleep, had the SAME terrible nightmare about collapsing things and ambulances and not being able to get answers....
the end.
--ran into mike langley, dan's brother. we talked, and came up with a business idea.... and we're going to make millions of dollars. and we hate iowa. and this girl he was with was like "you are a brilliant actress" and i was like "whaaaat?" but apparently she's seen me in ALOT of things.... and she was like "i don't understand why you don't act anymore! you are so beautiful, and so easy to connect to." and i told her i didn't act because no one would cast me. (it's so true.) if someone would cast me in something.... i'd act. i just can't sing. that's why i dont' get cast. boooo musicals.
--i bunch of people told me they liked my shirt. i cant imagine why... it was kind of scrubby looking, and covered in glowstick juice.
--OH MY GOD.... i ran into one of my mom's friends! julie!!! and i was smoking. and she was like "does your mom know you smoke?!" and i was like "i don't smoke! *puts out cigarette*" (really, i don't. just to make myself not feel like killing someone (me).... and to piss derek off. he hates smoking, so i do it to spite him. *smokes in his general direction* ha!) aaaanywho, we both promised not to tell my mom that we saw eachother.
--huuuuuuuuuuuuuge nervous breakdown in the alley. surrounded by about twenty (no exaggeration) gay boys going "oh my god, honey, you are SO too good for him." and kissing me and asking if i wanted them to beat him up. (riiiight, i'm goign to send all my little gay boys and drag queens to beat up derek, the national champion gymnast. that's a great plan.)
--i ran away from my ride ... twice. i guess i really wanted to be stranded downtown. *shrug* i never said i was intelligent when drunk....
--after ivy found me (i didn't do a very good job running away the first time) we ran into "scary boots the coke dealer". and he tried to get me to stop crying, and got us a cab so that ivy could take me home. (he is a very generous criminal. he's always buying things for me. despite the fact i'm like "you're so scary, go away") this is when i ran away the second time.
--went to the ped mall, to hide from ivy (who was looking for me to try to take me home) and to be alone. ran into derek, who yelled at me and put me in a cab. i tried to run away again (i was apparently very determined to be stranded) but there was a tree in my way, and in my drunkeness, i was unable to overcome this obstacle.
--so, the cab took me home, many thanks to derek. i am still hating you though.
--got home, wrote several drunk emails (guys, if i'm drunk, take away my phone, and don't let me near a computer. drunk blogs and calls and emails are BAD.
--wrote two VERY angry drunk blogs. which i deleted. thank you to those who commented to say i'm hilarious when drunk. i appreciate it, but they had to go.
--went to sleep, had the SAME terrible nightmare about collapsing things and ambulances and not being able to get answers....
the end.
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