That's 3 in a row. I really was plannin on stayin in and catchin all my shows last night cuz hey, I have TV to watch on Wednesdays. I'm gettin into my Simple Life Interns when the doorbells rings and I thought it couldn't possibly be for me cuz who swings by at 8:30 on Wed night? Yeah, it was P.

She forgot her keys and her cell at home and there was no one there to let her in so she got a ride from work to my house. Plus she didn't have anythin to eat again and I didn't have much to offer so I took her out.

FIGURES. Every time I intend to stay home and do nothing, someone always calls me out. I was half-expectin it too...but it's not like I could really refuse this time...gotta help out a hungry, locked-out girl :P I had even worked out a bit before she came and I didn't get to take a shower yet. I'm like, I knew it, I knew it! So I got ready and we headed out to BP this time with L. Turned out she needed to get out for a bit too cuz she was steamin from her brother fuckin up their computer the same day she finally got internet hookup that wasn't dial-up, haha.

It was karoake night at BP. That was...horrendous. Whoever was singin actually made us do cringe-faces. We didn't see who it was cuz we weren't in the bar area. We did get to see the 35-40 yr old lady MC'ing the whole thing dance to Gwen Stefani's "What You Waitin For?" That shouldn't be allowed.

After, me and L just went to Timmy's. Saw Tom there. L had Mo things to rant about. But general coffee shop talk goes like this:

"I think that donut's new."
"Yes...judgin by the sign that says NEW."
"Is there stuff inside?"
"Hmm...there's a hole...lick it, haha."
"Can I put my tongue in your hole?" LOL
"Just take a bite."
"No, I'm sick."
"I don't care, just take a bite."
"Fine, I'll take it in the back."
"The way you LIKE it!"

Hahaha...DIRTY. University of Buffalo, here we come!

It had to snow last night. Stupid weather, it was pretty nice in the day and it's the end of March. It snowed enough that I had to keep cleanin it off my car every time we left a place. And I couldn't see fuckin anythin...out my windows, the lane markers. And as I was comin to P's driveway to drop her off (goin like not even 20, I might add), I guess there was black ice or the snow was just slippery cuz I started to slide and I was just like, ohhh fuck. I had to steer like a crazy person, I was this close to hittin the curb bad enough to do somethin to the car. And I really don't need that. I ended up a few houses down. So I'm like, WELL...I think I'm just gonna do a 3 point turn in this driveway here then, haha.

On another random, unimportant tangent...I was tryin to do my readings yesterday and I just got so bored with it really quick that I for some reason started drawin on my arm. I'm all, let's give myself a tattoo. So I used a real ink pen not like a Bic pen and drew a spontaneous version of the one I have on the back of my shoulder. It looks kinda real, haha. P was like, that is BADASS! You're so army today, I love it! Yeah, I went out with this dark blue tribal thing on the inside of my forearm, rockin the black army cap, and the black belt and jacket and she had her X-rated top with her 'tip titties' (her twins that bring in the tips at work), bahaha. I'm gonna stop now.

OK, who gets drunk on a Tues? Apparently we do that too! Haha, what IS this? On Tuesdays, I'm usually all *YAWN* cuz of class and havin to get up early and such but all you really hafta do is call me to go out and I'm on it.

I ended up havin to photocopy the week 10 readings BTW. Ass. I dunno what's goin on anymore but it looks like I'm gonna hafta do the questions late. But I don't care right now. Oh and the prof caught me in the hall upstairs on the film floor during the break and got me on the spot about the essay topics. Thank goodness I ran ideas in my head for a bit when he mentioned it in class cuz then I woulda been like, uh...um...I've got nothing. That on top of always bein paranoid about him callin me out on not participating. But it was OK cuz he liked my supposed topic and we chatted on the way back down to class...as I held his coffee travel mug while he juggled a stack of books :P

Anyway, G wanted to go for coffee after I had dinner so we hit Timmy's. I ate Popeye's and I don't really love it cuz it's greasy and salty but whatever. I had so much water. You know the point where you drink so much water that it is humanly possible that you will vomit all that water up again? It's just like when you overfill a balloon :P To G I'm all like, excuse me if I 'throw up a little in my mouth', hahaha. BLOATED.

So P calls me after she gets off work and wants to get dinner since she can't make anythin and she's starving. I go home and pick her up to go to Jack Astor's again but a diff one. She really wanted the same raspberry/lemonade twister slushy thing she had last time but this one didn't have it. All the tables in the bar room were taken so we had to wait at the bar and that poor bartender got so much grief, haha. P was like, I dunno what it's called exactly or what's in it but it was on the menu! Why is it not on here? The bartender first thought she had ordered a Smirnoff Raspberry Twist cuz she randomly called what she wanted a raspberry twister thing. He opened it and gave it to her and she's like, no that's not it. She tried describin it to him and he's like, I don't think we have that here. He made her a Lava Flow cuz it had the white and red swirl mix thing too but that wasn't it either.

When P wants somethin, she'll get it. She calls up 411, gets somebody on the phone from the Jack Astor's we were at last night, and gives her cell to the bartender so they can tell him how to make the drink. Who does that?? Hahaha. Apparently the new and renovated Jackasses have diff menus so that's why this one didn't have that drink. Well, she got her way. If I was that bartender, I woulda gotten pissed like, this fuckin girl! All that trouble plus 2 wasted drinks. But he was nice about it. And he kinda looked like Andrew (guy from last yr I hooked up with) :P

Poor girl tho. We were there about 45 mins before even gettin to look a menu and even more time til she actually got her food. She got some quessadilla and either she or I said somethin good and she dapsed me so hard that the piece I was holdin flew outta my hand and hit me so I got sour cream and salsa on my arm and boob. Damn, woman.

We got our buzz on and played some pool so I could sober up before drivin us home. Tuesdays can be pretty good.

Just not doin readings (or havin the thought of havin to do them) is just so freeing. Sundays and Mondays are always wasted on them, esp cuz it's not like I particularily care about what I'm readin. I'm so apathetic. AH WELL. I guess I am and always was the type of person who did things and dealt with the consequences later. Bring it on. THAT'S probably what makes life interesting.

Well Al told me that she saw Mike the other day comin outta a restaurant holdin some girl's hand. She FLIPPED. But I won't really get into that but long story short, she had a crazy-girl weekend...thoughts of revenge and overall relationship depression. So after she vented to me, I thought she could use a night out. P wasn't doin anythin and I didn't hafta do anythin so we hit Jack Astor's for drinks.

We all ended up with these slushy drinks that seem so harmless when you're havin them but start to get you when you're done. Our waiter was at our booth about 7 times cuz P kept motioning him to come over, haha. And another one comin in and out the bar area/smokin room caught her doin sexual things with her fingers to her glass, hahaha. Good times. And P was a sweetheart and got the bill :) Love ya!

But we had to be home kinda early cuz Al has work in the morning and I have class. But then, who gets drunk on a Mon? "We do!" :P

I hafta go to bed now. Sad.

Not a whole lot. Went out on Sat...a haircut that turned into a 3 hr excursion and jettin out the house as soon as I got home and with damp hair ...confusion and phone tag...funny G stories about 6, heeheehee. Today I was all, why does life suck? I don't think I hafta explain the whole why I go to school on Sundays to photocopy readings thing, but I was just tired of bussin it there so I asked G for a ride. Last time she said to call her in case she's bored and she'd gladly take me. I just had to give her gas money. But she came up with the strange idea to buy her that mousse yogurt she loves instead. Yogurt for a ride to school...sounds like a deal to me. Even 5 bucks cash is the same price as takin the bus yet takin the car is so much faster.

The damn readings for this week weren't even there, the mailroom and the reading room were all locked, the set-up of the library listings for them by course director didn't help me in tryin to figure out that it indeed was week 11 and they only had last week's, and so the bottom line is...I don't have the readings. I dunno who had them or is keepin them like a resource-hog but it's all very retarded. Maybe the prof just didn't put them out yet but that doesn't make any sense cuz class is on Tues. And when somebody asked last week if he knew who's turn it was for the questions, he said he honestly didn't know so everybody had to do them. How the hell am I gonna do them?? I'm not goin back tomorrow, esp if they're not gonna be there again. Imagine if I took the bus for NOTHING. Then I rationalized that on the syllabus handout the prof gave out when the semester started, that he has this policy about allowing everyone 3 grace days on assignments if you needed the extra time. I think I just might capitalize on that if I have to. Even tho it's not even my fault. Tho the whole purpose of doin the questions is to show that you did the readings...if I did them after that class was over, days later, is there any point? It's all stress about stupidness...5% of my mark, really. This is what happens when I try to be good :P

So when we were drivin into the lot, there was a person in the parkin booth so that meant you'd hafta pay. I'm like, aw crap...who'd thought there be someone workin late Sun afternoon? They have pay per half hr (which is all I needed really) but $5 flat rate on Sun. Friggin school suckin enough money outta me. But by the time we came back there was nobody so, score! I guess it's free after 4 or somethin. But then I guess that made up for the readings debacle.

I was tapin Alias for G and she wanted to watch it asap so we had to wait til it was done at 5 so we browsed around Shopper's for a bit til it was over, haha. Gas=2 packs of yogurt ;) No reading to do for tonight or Mon!