Saturday, February 24, 2007

daily wear contact lenses

thursday:
wtf: who got wasted for the first time??: wow.lol.
first drink (and last drink ..lol) flaming lambo's ... congrats and consolations are inorder. i'm just glad to be there for you for your pre/post flaming shinanigans . =)

friday:
[edit] aldo/bogo size 5 shopping [end edit]
mean friday afternoon, yes a bit mean.
but still always great in fact, as always. it was a prelude to an outstanding occasion:
the happy birthday najin! party.

friday eve:
well to sum up in one word: success.
dispite delayed table arrangements due to 'table hogs' (j.k.) the evening went well into the wee hours..
beginnin at the alibi room..there was no excuse for not having fun.. (hahaha... no excuse = no alibi ..lol ok so, i laugh at my own random crap..sue me!)
+since there was a high concentration positvely charged people particles..
+and... the atmosphere consisted of friendly eclectic banter with ecletic spectrum of genuinely 'najin-ized' people..
+and.. the gracious hostess/bday girl had a blast and may have imbibed a few too many drinks (good looking out eric, respect.) ..
+and.. drink cut off was at hand but you still could walk and maintain your poise and sense..so that was good,
+and.. so the party continued to bump on over to shine, and speaking of which, those dance moves could polish the shine off chrome.. geezzzzzzzus!.. prrrr.. but i digress..
= success.

anyhowww....i will remember your post-breathless-tunnel-wishes and our bridge-assending-assertions of affection and future accounts...

yes. i do. ahhhh prrrrrrrrrr .. *sigh*=)


saturday:
timmy ho's
short sentences,
sleep a couple hours,
work a couple more hours,
i miss abit, meaning alot,
drive a bit,
put junk in a box,
have a heart attack,
have open heart surgery for repairs,
face/foot therapy..mmm....
eat pi peem bop..yum.
have a food coma, pass out (a.k.a reading)
jPod,
toby,
sniff,
laugh,
eat bombass juiced life savers, *new*
study(a.k.a. shopping..jk) callme. ;)
love
ghey.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

high concentration of positively charges people particles. puhaha your clever stench can be smeltizzled from lands afar (aka delta).

as far as my post tunnel wish (which hopefully hasn't disintegrated into nullification after being mentioned) reeeeemain as i lift my feet to your car ceiling and let you make oggly eyes at my legs.

prr, and sigh. and sniff, and giggle. and gheyyyy.

^ s'almost like a workout routine, eh? lift, and punch. and kick, and squat. and breeaaathe.

anyhoo, must be off to brush up on last bits of studying so i may shower ye with my ghey talk on the cancer-communicator.

i love youuuu.