a g'night story for ya
hola! today is a good day… happy holiday to you… it’s an exciting one… no balloons or presents or cake… really I need those things to justify a holiday… otherwise im just sitting at work same as usual… although I did have to get keys from meaghan to get into the building because it was locked… so that did make it so very different from any other monday…
erica and brian invited me to a party though, so maybe that is what is going to make today the best memorial day ever!!! it wouldn’t have to be too great to beat out the other contenders… in fact I think maybe working at family camp is in the lead right now… so really it shouldn’t be a contest if I have fun…
so you are wondering what shell and I have been up to? I will tell you… go get your jamies on and snuggle under the covers and I will tell you all about the weekend my good friend shell from australia came to michigan to visit…
once upon a time in a distant not at all exotic land there lived a girl (that’s me folks! I hope you did the hand motions for that) and she had a friend (surprisingly enough I do). her friends name was shell… no not like shell silversteen, the best poet eva, but shell shell… from camp. shell came to visit me because she loves me and missed me. she came on a thursday, I remember it like it was only days ago. I went to get her at the airport with only minor mishaps (im sure she sees wandering around an orange terrorist alert airport for an hour as minor). on friday miss shell slept till noon. then we watched tv because I wanted to make sure she got to do something she couldn’t do in australia. after that we went to the mall. don’t take foreign people to westland mall please. its really not a good representation. learn from my mistake! she did not want to shop at rave or at wet seal or at hoochie stores with other names that I don’t know or cant remember. so that wasn’t long lasting.
after shopping we went home. this is when we started getting ready. ready for what? for the bar, duh. I knew she needed to be felt up, dry humped and drunk. I told her she would see what we do for fun and I wasn’t lying. so we get ready to go and then cristin and lisa come to get us.
how was the bar? it was good. then on saturday we slept in. oh you dirty. you want to know what we did at the bar? FINE. but you asked for it. we drank some drinks but shell was still pretty nauseous from the flight so she didn’t drink too much. and then we danced! some guy was very interested in shell. she told him she would only be here less than a week but he still wanted to get her number. dannnng I need me an australian accent. don’t lose sleep worrying if I will get a booty call though, I gave a boy my number… hahahahhahah… sorry. I was just remembering the boy I am speaking of. he was pretty gross yo. I don’t really want to talk about it. but if he calls ill be sure to write all about it. that will be interesting! we went home after 2 and I drunk dialed some people.
saturday… saturday we slept in, as before mentioned. then we got up and had the MOST exciting day you can imagine. I may not be able to describe it in all its glory, but it was great. we watched tv and then we went… drumroll… damnit I want to see you drumming your desk… NOW!… yeah you didn’t do it and I know and you don’t get to know where we went… ok FINE! but you are making me very irritated… we went bra shopping!!! wa hoooooo! you see I need a strapless bra for my bridesmaids dress for my brothers wedding… so went to a special, I have huge boobs and don’t fit in a strapless bra correctly, store… and I got me a bra, which more resembles a torture device and I would rather forget all about it… then we went to the alterations store because the forementioned boobs cause the dress to fit incorrectly… it fits in the boobs and looks rather like a blue sack everywhere else… soooo… by this time shell is shitting her pants all over the floor and im trying to pretend I don’t know who the girl who cant talk correctly or use the big kids toilet yet is…
later we went to ruby tuesdays for dinner with my mom… yay for not having to pay bc my mommy was there… it was yummy because I got the salad bar… the salad bar is the best thing ever… I think I will devote a later entry to it… it definitely deserves its own entry… after dinner we headed to brighton to the house where i am housesitting... the dogs really scared shell so that was no good… they have 3 huge dogs, a saint Bernard, a golden retriever, and a rotweiler…
ok too long… I cant write anymore so ill continue tomm when I have nothing to do :)