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I was out of work yesterday, Wednesday night was a flop. I got sick and couldn't go out :( Maybe tonight... Hopefully I'll have many a tale of high-jinx. Hopefully I get to dry hump a boy or two on the dance floor. Maybe tonight I become a legend... or maybe not. Either way, I'm thinking I'll have a juicy story to tell tomorrow.
I feel as though I have not been able to write anything fun since that fucking poem. That is the last time I get sappy. I'm locking that shit up. I hate feeling like I'm losing my edge. Maybe I'll tell a story....
SO. Last summer I rented a room on the third floor of this chick Sandra's house. I met her through karaoke. I used to be a DJ and was lil miss social whore. (Ten times more social than a butterfly, I'll have you know) Any-hoo. I was looking for a roomate and heard Sandra had a room for rent in West Chester for like $260 a month! WAY cheap and totally fit my budget at the time. I lived there for a couple years - fast forward to last summer. It was HOT AS SATAN BALLS and I had this itty-bitty window - no screen. I own a cat and that bitch would bolt if I left the window open. I was ready for Sandra's boyfriend to put the window unit, air conditioner in. He took too fucking long. I found the fucker, hoisted it on my right shoulder and did the best imitation of Atlas you've ever seen. I trudged on over to my stairs that lead to the third floor. Let me just tell you how fucking heavy an air conditioner is! I had to litterally grunt my way up the stairs, but I did it. I upmhed the fucker in the window and out the fucking window it went!! "FUUCKKKKK!!!!" I swear, I must be part ninja - I caught the fucking thing by the cord and pulled it back up the roof and into the window. I am panting like a wild beast and shaking from the adrenaline rush. I could NOT believe nobody saw that! Needless to say, every single one of my friends heard that story. I was SO proud of my strength and ability to think on my toes. Sorry you couldn't see me tell it. It's way better with hand gestures and sound effects.
Tell me a story of when you went part ninja and saved the day - we'll get naked.
5:13 PM - Friday, Jun. 04, 2004
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