in which marisa has been drinking....
so tonight has been awesome :) it's 11pm and i'm FINALLY starting my homework :)
so i came home and went to the grocery store to buy snacky snacks talked to both of my folks while i was out. then i came home, made food, ate and watched smallville until i talked to patrick. made me happy. then i picked up nikki who wanted to go grocery shopping cause she was making food tonight. i was just saying bye to pat when she called. so we said bye, and right as i was getting into my car, kirsty walks down the road back home. she also wanted to go grocery shopping. so we pick up nikki and go to kroger. within ten minutes i had what i wanted and i left. leaving the girls at kroger...haha. well, i went to bring the car up. they each bring a shit ton of food to the car while commenting on how the only difference between the three of us roommates is that i "drink my food." kirsty was commenting on the fact that all i had bought while at kroger was a bottle of vodka, a 4 pack of mini margaritas, blue rasberry cocktail mix, and a box of kleenex.
yup. kleenex.
so we get back to rose house, and i get my stuff out to make an appletini....cause that's what i really wanted, i bought the rasberry for kirsty cause i thought she wanted a drink....she didn't.....so i did the drinking :P i shortly realized that in my haste of leaving kroger i forgot to have them take off the black security thingy....so i go into peter's room and ask him to do magic tricks/math/biology/asian shit that would open my bottle of vodka. so 10 minutes, a screw driver, and pliers later he gets it open. i make my drink and continue to watch smallville while nikki makes food: three glass of appletini, one bottle of mini margarita, and dinner later. i am here to regale my tale of woe and vodka to you. oddly now that i've had the vodka....i feel that i'm now better equiped to do my russian ;P
so i leave you now with a quote from harper's male. physicist. polish. friend. niko.
"in poland, we don't drink anything that has less than 60% alcohol..."
brilliant
so i came home and went to the grocery store to buy snacky snacks talked to both of my folks while i was out. then i came home, made food, ate and watched smallville until i talked to patrick. made me happy. then i picked up nikki who wanted to go grocery shopping cause she was making food tonight. i was just saying bye to pat when she called. so we said bye, and right as i was getting into my car, kirsty walks down the road back home. she also wanted to go grocery shopping. so we pick up nikki and go to kroger. within ten minutes i had what i wanted and i left. leaving the girls at kroger...haha. well, i went to bring the car up. they each bring a shit ton of food to the car while commenting on how the only difference between the three of us roommates is that i "drink my food." kirsty was commenting on the fact that all i had bought while at kroger was a bottle of vodka, a 4 pack of mini margaritas, blue rasberry cocktail mix, and a box of kleenex.
yup. kleenex.
so we get back to rose house, and i get my stuff out to make an appletini....cause that's what i really wanted, i bought the rasberry for kirsty cause i thought she wanted a drink....she didn't.....so i did the drinking :P i shortly realized that in my haste of leaving kroger i forgot to have them take off the black security thingy....so i go into peter's room and ask him to do magic tricks/math/biology/asian shit that would open my bottle of vodka. so 10 minutes, a screw driver, and pliers later he gets it open. i make my drink and continue to watch smallville while nikki makes food: three glass of appletini, one bottle of mini margarita, and dinner later. i am here to regale my tale of woe and vodka to you. oddly now that i've had the vodka....i feel that i'm now better equiped to do my russian ;P
so i leave you now with a quote from harper's male. physicist. polish. friend. niko.
"in poland, we don't drink anything that has less than 60% alcohol..."
brilliant