adventures of a psychopathic magnet

We Are So Awesome.

Kiyomi, Kiyomi, Kiyomi. We always seem to have a grand time together, and this weekend was no exception.
We racked up a few more hours in St. Mark's. When we left on Friday night, I drove next to you for what? 9 blocks? Making faces at you without you noticing it was me. Thinking I was some creepy stalker. We rock.
Saturday, back to St. Mark's for some, what I believe you called "pre-partying." Whoo! Coffee! We were joined by the Lovely Miss Sarah and briefly by Miss Rachel. When we started getting close to that coffee intake limit it was off to your little Club Smash. But of course we had to get really confussed before getting there. All I'm sayin' is, it's a good thing one of us has a sense of direction.
As for club smash, there was the attempted "threesome" in the bathroom, I opted to go alone which seemed to have hurt the feelings of the guy behind me in line. Sorry man. There was the jogging girl, whose dancing resmbled one of the characters in a Peanuts cartoon, "Hey! That kid is in my Art History class!" making it so everytime he passed someone had to say "Hey! That's the kid in your art history class!" HEAVY duty make out session behind me that came to an end with "so, what's your name?" a guitarist dressed as a playboy bunny and a three way male make out. hot. I was almost positive we had had the conversation where I explained that I don't dance. ever. Well...unless I am really drunk. We did have this conversation. I remember it now. Because you replied "Yeah, you don't really seem like a dancer." Why you were suprised that I didn't dance I don't know. Never the less, I had a great time. Why? Other than the reasons mentioned above, hipsters are great people watching, and people watching is among my fav passtimes, right up there with eves dropping.
Then it was the long trek out to Will's house to watch an Aussie film while you passed out on me mumbeling things to my stomach like "mmm..uterus." Glad you enjoyed it. And Sarah sought "banket! help!" and "car! help!" 4am start the long trek to St. Mark's to fetch my car. Please tell me you realized it was me driving next to you guys on York! I think I may have cut you off actually. sorry. 6am sleeeeeeeeeep.
And then there was today. Fun at Barnes and Noble. Who the hell brings their dog to a bookstore? And buys books like "the subtle art of quiting" "Fen Shui Your Wedding!" and something about the art or glory of the Las Vegas wedding? Whatever, we found bookworm trivial pursuit and Kama Sutra in a can so we still win (they put out the funniest stuff for Valentines Day).
Walgreen's pit stop for some lovely photos from last night and break. "No, its artistic, because the camera is at an angle." Me flinging the entire contents of my bag all over my car when a huge ditch appeared suddenly in the road and livin' it up at Noodles. See you Friday for more Shenanigens.
Oh, and you have a sexy ass. Happy? Does that fulfill your request for an entry about you and your sexy ass?
And Sarah, puddle.

posted by lulu @ 11:46 PM