Thursday: Stuffed myself with sushi, and approached the limit of burstage! Kiah and I then proceeded to lay out and moan about are stomach pains while watching good will hunting. She made crappy cookies, I feel asleep on her floor in the kitchen using my new reading material (a fantasy tome of wonderful sorts) as a pillow. In the morning, we finally took our bubby bath, with the wonderful soap my mother got us, and it all smelled so grand. I think she made me breakfast, but I can’t remember. It was all very nice.
Friday night: Izzy’s Birthday party! I got her a bouquet of about 13 balloons as a surprise, and the first few hours were spent bantering and laughing amongst the most wonderful companions. Those involved were myself, Izzy, Kiah, Will, Jojo, and Chris, and they are all way to much fun to be with. Kiah made Samosa’s (or perhaps Simbas/somobosasasasassa’s/balls of nasty/matzo balls?) and Pad Thai. The Pad Thai was rockin, the Samosa’s were crap nasty hippie food. Dinner conversation involved big monkeys raping smaller ones, penis bones, prostate glands, laughing, trash talking, and lots of good story telling. Kiah’s cake was amazing as always, raspberries and chocolate drizzle, whip-cream frosting and lots of love. Following dessert, we taught Chris and JoJo Squeek, and the trash talking commenced for several hours. Rob would have been proud. In the end I let Izzy win by a few points because it was her birthday. Goodnight!
Saturday: A night of homework, computer games and reading. Very simple.
Sunday: Kiah stopped by whilst I was drowning in Calculus for hugs & kisses, and a juicy story about her trist at the beach with her goth buddy from Santa Cruz. Kiah wore a sexy new shirt as well. She left, Ben, Matt, & Derek arrived. Lord of the Rings Risk commenced. It was an orgasmic duel between good and evil, and for once, good prevailed! I squashed Ben beneath my mighty elven boot whilst Derek, smote Matt time and time again. Glorious victory was achieved by yours truly, and all bowed before my awe inspiring Risk Skillz. W3rd.
So that was the weekend. I laughed harder than I’ve laughed in months, and I was most glad for it. I’m quite glad for everything that happened, I really needed the recovery from all those tests.
I have an argumentative speech due shortly, and I think I’m going to make the case that the even numbered Star Trek movies are better than their odd numbered companions.
Guys night rocked, I’m always glad to have a guys night when I can, they harken back to highschool when every night was a rockin guys night…. oh how the days pass… lament lament…. haaak…. thank god things change, I could definitely use plenty of change.
Ok, now ima sleep. 5 hours is not enough to buffer my mind for calc and chemistry, but theres an energy drink in my trunk with my name on it, a library waiting for me, and a walk in the park to be had.
Derek tells me Annadel has recieved an award for ease of outdoor sex within it’s grounds. We’ll see…..
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hey fat boy, sup? who is this chris you speak of? i don’t remember seeing him at kiahs. anyway, it was a very fun party and i look forward to the next one, you’re b-day, correct? in the mean time, i suggest you make the aquaintence of jenny craig.