let me just say saturday night started off with the worst most disgusting meal ever. not only did we have to cram five guys and one hot hot hot sex pot, yea that would be me, into marc's car to sit in the drive thru at wendy's, but at least two back seat passengers and one front seat passenger had like the worst gas in the universe. the only thing more nauseating than the smell was when simon said he could FEEL somebody else's FART because we were sitting SO CLOSE to each other. barf. luckily the automatic window roller down thingy is pretty fast or i would have smashed my head into the glass just to get some air.
baconator slime stain or offensively located piss stain?
then we went over to amelia's house with the peace sign garage door to meet everyone else. low key, sitting in a giant circle, chatter bugs.
simon's sitting like a mermaid!!
ok. so the shot below is blurry worthless cause i didn't want anyone to see i was taking a picture of amelia's hand like a psycho killer with hand fetish but come on. owww owwwwww! someone's getting snuggly.
then we all brushed our teeth and went to bed. i don't remember much about conversations at amelia's - we weren't there for long. wait, i guess chad put on that geggy tah song whoever you are at the end of the night and did you know that some volkswagen or honda commercial played that song in the early 2000's and then EVERYONE loved it. the pre-hipsters knew about it by word of mouth and i learned about it from that child molester dj on the edge 107.9 back in 1998. he wasn't really a child molester but when i called in to request silverchair, he asked me what i was wearing. and no, i don't think it was meant to be a joke. anyhow. chill evening.
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