SO RIGHT I GOT BACK FROM SYDNEY
all on the road back housemate’s boyfriend callin’ “hey tom we got three kegs of beer but what we only drank 2 of em so far and this party’s gotta be over by tomorrow” zang off I go to the party and drink beer
and then all into town to the Bended Elbow where I met up with Steph and Kirsten and Daniel and we went in and I was like “dang where’s my phone oh dang it’s only new”
so I go out the front and the bouncer’s like “no pass outs” and I’m like “but I’m looking for my phone” and he’s like “oh cool well that girl there just found one” and I was like “zzzip” over to her and I’m like “my phone! omg you found it thankee” and she’s like “oh I called your mum she is on the line” and I’m like “awesome” and I hang up
when I got inside I was like “oh whoops just hung up on my mum” so I called back and I was like “don’t worry mum I found it” hang up again
then I’m thinking how did I lose my phone in the first place? I just jammed it in my pocket there
so I put my hand in my pocket and am greeted by a great gaping tear at the bottom
in a fit of rage (this is the third time that pocket has torn open and I usually sew it, it looks like frankenpocket) I was like FUCK YOU POCKET and just tore it right out
just
tore my pocket out
so now there’s no pocket at all just a hole
so Bended was pretty cool then we went to Lamby’s and I ran into Yasmin and Jacinta (hot) and Yasmin bought me a shot of cintreuse and I was like steam-comin-out-of-the-ears
bang.
woke up next morning w/ powerful hangover.
oh also did I mention that I have tonsilitis? well I have tonsilitis. had it for ages. blogged about it earlier, that cold? that was tonsilitis.
so my hangover mated with my tonsilitis and had a baby
and that baby is called fuuuck do I have a terrible cold now, my nose is dripping like a tap and ugh
I want to live on an Anticol drip. That would be amazing.
Plus side of this whole story is I have new jeans now. The Hot New Jeans are no more. Maybe I should sell them on eBay for a million dollars.
blackmarketorgans | 18-Feb-08 at 4:21 am | Permalink
Around this time every winter (damn you Northern Hemisphere!!) I either have to take the initiative to sew the bottoms of my pants back into serviceability or wear my pants with the cuffs folded up like I’m at a gay bar in the 1970s. I’ve never had pocket problems, but in your admission of pocket OCD, I noticed that they might become a little pendulous with everything you carry in them.
kritz4prez | 03-Mar-08 at 4:49 am | Permalink
i’d buy em.
and i think tonsilitis is a pretty bad thing and you should prooobably see a doctor.
heybandy | 07-Jun-08 at 3:02 pm | Permalink
So I think that if we were in a Stranger Than Fiction type scenario wherein I’m the character and you narrate my life, I don’t think I would mind.