we went to a cocktail slash housewarming party on wellesley near the golf course on friday. is this what adults party like? if so then consider me 12 ... again. actually not bad, every single lady there was full on heels and make up and professional hairstyles. claire and i drank cucumber strawberry cocktail drinks and talked shop.meanwhile three guys showed up from what i can only assume was a frat party in which they were trying to impress and bone 17 year olds. the tshirt with tie combo on one guy and wannabe rocker, i.e. scott stapp or scott weiland getup, on the other guy didn't mesh well with the rest of us stuck ups.
and any scott weiland clone freaks me the fuck out. particularly the point at which he pelvic thrust into a plate of strawberries.
and there was green chile beer. possibly it was meant to be eaten, not something you'd drink frequently. also, there was a bon fire, fist pumping and small black dog.
more stuff but it goes in my dear diary. and then afterwards we drove downtown and had a yawn contest where claire won and her prize was a ride home to her snuggly bed.
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