| i'm bringin' sexyback. |
[01 Nov 2006|02:42pm] |
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i sweat my ass off in that jumping bean costume and didn't even win the contest. a chicken is so not funnier than a jumping bean.
my legs hurt today from all the jumping. and my knees. and my feet.
i went to chipotle twice yesterday and ate mcdonalds at 2 this morning. today might be the day of my death.
i want discount halloween candy but don't have time to get it.
last night was a pretty crazy time. because stephanie's birthday was on friday, she was presented with a t-shirt and an enormous, bottomless mug o' beer. i was impressed. i failed at an attempt to get a free drink. dan is pretty fun to party with, particularly when dancing to "sexyback." i threatened to punch a guy. kate, dan, and i were dancing (or they were dancing and i was jumping) and this greasy fellow kind of appeared out of nowhere and wouldn't get off me. pushing him away didn't work so i turned around. "get the fuck away from me or i'm going to punch you in the fucking face." no dice. dan, being the nice guy that he is, took care of it.
after losing the contest, brenna and i went to a party. a concordia party. i aven't been to one of those in awhile... it was good to see some people (okay, like three people), but i can't say i miss it.
in other news, my twinkle is flying to washington (state) tomorrow to see some girl. he's pretty excited. cute.
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