Today went out to dinner to the Lone STar with ol pals. real trashy and yuppyish place. I not only spilled my first glass of pop, I slammed it down when i was moving my hand and it sloshed DIRECTLy into Thom’s lap. he was not pleased. everyone else laffed. THEN, we were playing twenty questions and JAmes made me laff so hard i choked on the pop i was about to swallow and went into this violent rage of koffing fits and puked up some cola into my cup. the funniest part was that no one noticed, they all kept talking and i was trying to sop it up and off my hand. then they all felt bad cuz i had tears in my eyes (vomitting is something i fear and hate and triggers my tear ducts or something).
Everyone was ‘shocked’ and ‘concerned’ that i don’t have a boyfriend. arg. welcome to my world.
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