Dorothy Wood
05-15-2009, 01:02 PM
oh, hi.
last night I went over to my friend's house and we were supposed to watch some t.v., but I get there and he's like, "yeah, my roommate decided to have friends over. they're making food and gonna watch a movie". we got some beers and hung on the porch for awhile, and I was going to leave, but he made me come in.
so, there I am, in the middle of a fucking dinner party basically. the dude who made the food was Australian and pretty hot. kinda shy. the rest of the people there were annoying as fuck. they literally talked about dog breeds for 15 minutes straight without even knowing any specific facts.
me, my friend and the australian were the only people not cackling wildly at every unfunny joke spewed out. then this one awful chick started trying to figure out the title of a movie with Jeremy Irons in it, and I said, "is it 3 men and a baby?" she didn't find that charming at all.
then, she decided to announce to everyone the hilarious text she got from her brother, it said, "mom knows what 96 is". and then was like, "omg, what does that mean? oh, could he mean 69? oh my gosh, that is so funny....blah blah blah blah". and I said "she probably knows what it is from personal experience". she didn't like that at all. the boys snickered though.
I suffered through an hour of the movie with almost constant chatter. jokes that weren't jokes, inane commentary. then I got up and snuck out the door. my friend followed me out and we complained about everyone on the lawn. then he decided to not even go back and to work in the garage instead. (y)
in other news, my roommate wants to get a bunch of girls together and have wine and girl talk. but I don't wanna. we just had some of that on tuesday. it's all just going to be the same things repeated to death. ugh. I think I've come to the point where I've talked about boys enough in my life and on here that there's nothing left to say. :/
last night I went over to my friend's house and we were supposed to watch some t.v., but I get there and he's like, "yeah, my roommate decided to have friends over. they're making food and gonna watch a movie". we got some beers and hung on the porch for awhile, and I was going to leave, but he made me come in.
so, there I am, in the middle of a fucking dinner party basically. the dude who made the food was Australian and pretty hot. kinda shy. the rest of the people there were annoying as fuck. they literally talked about dog breeds for 15 minutes straight without even knowing any specific facts.
me, my friend and the australian were the only people not cackling wildly at every unfunny joke spewed out. then this one awful chick started trying to figure out the title of a movie with Jeremy Irons in it, and I said, "is it 3 men and a baby?" she didn't find that charming at all.
then, she decided to announce to everyone the hilarious text she got from her brother, it said, "mom knows what 96 is". and then was like, "omg, what does that mean? oh, could he mean 69? oh my gosh, that is so funny....blah blah blah blah". and I said "she probably knows what it is from personal experience". she didn't like that at all. the boys snickered though.
I suffered through an hour of the movie with almost constant chatter. jokes that weren't jokes, inane commentary. then I got up and snuck out the door. my friend followed me out and we complained about everyone on the lawn. then he decided to not even go back and to work in the garage instead. (y)
in other news, my roommate wants to get a bunch of girls together and have wine and girl talk. but I don't wanna. we just had some of that on tuesday. it's all just going to be the same things repeated to death. ugh. I think I've come to the point where I've talked about boys enough in my life and on here that there's nothing left to say. :/