tonight the sue johanson's played at mike's. lynda, me and liza were in the front by the stage, and surrounded by douchebags. behind us, stereotypically smelly indians (like, seriously a gigantic group of them) and in front of us frat boyz and their hoes blocking our vision. all in all, an enjoyably violent position we were in. liza kept elbowing and shoving into people to prove a point. thumbs up for that, i love sticking it to the man.
oh shit, before the sue joe's we were at ellie's apartment (she wasn't there, we were just using her apt....not joking, wish i was cause then it wouldn't sound so ridiculous) just drinking. ALL DAY. like, at noon. we were drinking. the alabama/lsu game was today, it was depressing. jarrett lee is a disgrace, as usual. i actually feel really bad for him because i'm sure everyone he knows must hate him. would hate to be him in the locker room after the game. or on the football team in general, geez, HOW DEPRESSING. its sucky enough just watching it on tv.
fucking saban.
trying not to be bitter. anyways, then we went to mikes. we started out with like a group of ten, and then me lynda and liza realized we were alone at the bar. the rest of them all went to pluckers, a restaurant open late, and we met them there. and this asshole in the table across from us kept saying incoherant drunken words, like yelling in the restaurant. soo,...i may have provoked him a little by saying "you're in public...shhhh" like...maybe a few times. he called me a chinese bitch and i FLIPPED MY SHIT...hahah may have yelled in public. like called him a pasty white boy...probably a few other mean things (like racist) that i can't remember cause i'm pretty sure i was close to anger blackout (and drunk so im sure that doesn't help memory retention). the waiter told the guys at the table they had to chill out and so that ended the fight. pretty lefit, the entire staff was entertained, i'm sure.
enventful end to an eventful day.
lynda took patron shotz because her mom is sue and her brotha hooked her up with dat good shiet.
good times, man. good times......can;t wait to wake up tomorrow and remember that i indieeed washed my face tonight. DID MY WHOLE ROUTINE!! can't wait to shower....
i love being clean......
TTYL
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