Another dream ( Read more... )

A bunch of Montclair alums got together at Scott's house the other night for a reunion of sorts.

The morning after, I woke up on Scott's couch with the number for Domino's scrawled on my hand and singles stuffed in my bra. I think it's safe to say I had a good time.

Oh, where can you be?

Alex cancelled the Rho Theta Tau reunion, so now I have nothing to look forward to ( Read more... )

A Rho Theta Tau reunion has been arranged, and I couldn't be more excited. It's going to be next weekend, so I don't have long to wait. I'm not going to drunkenly throw myself at anybody this time. I'm not the same girl I was in 2008...thank god.

I should be showering for work. I'll continue this later.

Last night at Apple Jack's, I met bartender Sarah's uncle. Upon first meeting him, he's a typical Keansburg resident: leathery face, raspy voice, no teeth, stumbling. It turns out that Uncle Gary is no typical fifty-something. He's a flaming homosexual, has been married to a man named Rico for ten years, and likes to refer to himself as Gina ( Read more... )

Bear ( Read more... )

Everything is fine. It could all be better, it could be worse, but I'm glad that I can say fine. I'm happy ( Read more... )

My total for a half-pint of Jack and bottle of diet coke was $11.11.

I didn't bother making a wish.

I think that Clancy is finally starting to understand that I don't share his feelings. He was obliterated on Cinco de Mayo and drunkenly confessed his love to me. I explained to him that I don't have more than friend feelings for him and he just looked so hurt and kept asking me why why why. It was terrible. But hopefully he gets it now. I do love ( Read more... )