Alright. So I was talking to my buddy today, and she went on a rant about something or other. The only words I understood were 'midnight bowling', 'apocalypse', and 'orgy'. Those all connect somehow, I'm sure. Someone with a dirtier mind than I could probably find the link within seconds. Ah well. Good for them. But I asked later, and apparently what all the ranting translates into is that we are going midnight bowling this friday. Why? CUZ MIDNIGHT BOWLING IS THE s**t. ADMIT IT. It really is. You just don't want to give in to your dorkitude. Embrace it my friends. Life is too short to be cool.
But getting off that tangent, while midnight bowling we are apparently also going to start a rave. Rave on slick flooring in slippy shoes. Going to be amazing. I'm excited. And hopefully, I'm going to get my 80 gig iPod soon too! What a week this is turning out to be! Absolutely lovely. Hug weeks are great. [Story on hugweeks, orgys, and apocalypses coming soon.]
Minor Melodies · Wed Nov 28, 2007 @ 01:59am · 0 Comments |