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I have no idea why Tim is still friends with me. Maybe he's just my friend for the sake of his friends and family members, to ensure that they will never be without easy sex.
Anyway...
I went to a pirate party at Randy's house Saturday night (Randy Tim's brother Phil's cool friend). I'm so used to wearing basically no clothing to themed parties (and people at UCLA are so used to us wearing no clothes to themed parties) that I had completely forgotten that these kinds of costumes aren't the norm everywhere. So yeah.. my wench costume was 10 times sluttier than anyone else's. Then I did the usual... got trashed, blacked out for a little while (not the whole night though), and made sure my actions matched my costume.
Unfortunately, I left my purse in Pat's car and my car and clothes at Pat's house, so when I woke up on Tim's floor Sunday morning I had nothing to change into. Actually, I didn't think that was unfortunate at all, but everyone else did. Michelle took me back to her house to wait until Pat answered his phone, and while I was getting out of the car one of her grandpa's stuck-up friends pulled up to the house and saw me. Oops.
I really need to stop being such a nightmare. I don't think that's gonna happen though.
Also, my entire apartment has given up eating. Prepare for really crazy bitchy girls.
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