Well, I know you pretty darn well, so I suppose I don't have anything to ask. But I will tell you about my crazy Saturday night. (I'm posting this in a few posts because it's too long.)
So, it was gorgeous for most of last week, and Saturday was no exception. It was bit breezy perhaps, but that just helped it be not quite so hot. I figured I had to do something, because it was so nice, so I called my friend Jimmy, who I used to work at the theatre with, and who will most likely be moving in with me for a while, and told him we had to go and do something. Mainly, get food. ^^ We decided to hit a movie (The Last Mimzy), and got some chow, and then went and saw our friend and former manager, Phill, who's working at a music store for the moment. We said hello, and he asked if we were going to go to this midnight showing of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" at the Admiral Theatre that night, which our friend Dana told us about. We told him we didn't know, and he said that if we couldn't afford to go out drinking with him on Sunday, then we'd have to go out that night to see "Rocky". Jim decided eventually not to go, and I was undecided.
Phill calls me at around 10:30, asking if I'm going and if he can borrow some black eyeliner and black lipstick. I'm like, "I'm actually getting kind of tired..." (I had been up since 7am, roughly), but he had convinced me to go because he wanted me to keep him from "molesting" Dana, who Jim and I had both noticed that he had been majorly flirting with last Sunday. Which means a lot, because Phill sorta flirts (very harmlessly) with everyone. Even me, a little. But Dana's totally his type. He likes thin girls with small breasts. *shrug*
Anyhow, I agree to go (he's really good at persuasion, the bastard), so I get all dressed up in this poofy/lacy black skirt, a white button up shirt, a red and black tie, white knee highs with lace at the top, and these hot black, three-inch heels I have. Phill comes over and picks me up, and he's brought one of his room mates, Miles. I know who miles is, but he has a horrible memory, but he managed to remember my voice somehow...lol. Phill puts on the make-up and we leave to go pick-up Dana.
When we get there, Dana has some friends over who were going to come too, one of which I know, and then Phill asks Dana, "Should we tell her?" and Dana says, "You haven't told her?" And I'm thinking, Oh, shit... And Phill tells me the picture at the Admiral has been cancelled and moved to the next week, so we're watching it at Dana's. Well, Dana's other friends leave after a while of us just sitting around and drinking and chatting, because one of them wasn't feeling well, and they had all ridden together.
Now, Dana's TV is in her bedroom, so Phill, Miles, me and Dana go in there and arrange ourselves on the bed, get the drinks and start watching the movie, which Miles had never even seen before. Dana was sitting at the head of the bed, then me, Phill and Miles. It was fairly cosy, I'm sure you can imagine.
We decided that whenever they said "Brad" in the movie, the boys would have to drink (basically Phill, because Miles had felt weird after drinking one Smirnoff), and whenever they said "Janet" in the movie, us girls would drink, and then when they said "Rocky", we all would. I'll be frank, I never got a buzz the entire night. They say "Brad" a lot more than "Janet", lol.
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Date: 2007-04-09 11:43 pm (UTC)So, it was gorgeous for most of last week, and Saturday was no exception. It was bit breezy perhaps, but that just helped it be not quite so hot. I figured I had to do something, because it was so nice, so I called my friend Jimmy, who I used to work at the theatre with, and who will most likely be moving in with me for a while, and told him we had to go and do something. Mainly, get food. ^^ We decided to hit a movie (The Last Mimzy), and got some chow, and then went and saw our friend and former manager, Phill, who's working at a music store for the moment. We said hello, and he asked if we were going to go to this midnight showing of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" at the Admiral Theatre that night, which our friend Dana told us about. We told him we didn't know, and he said that if we couldn't afford to go out drinking with him on Sunday, then we'd have to go out that night to see "Rocky". Jim decided eventually not to go, and I was undecided.
Phill calls me at around 10:30, asking if I'm going and if he can borrow some black eyeliner and black lipstick. I'm like, "I'm actually getting kind of tired..." (I had been up since 7am, roughly), but he had convinced me to go because he wanted me to keep him from "molesting" Dana, who Jim and I had both noticed that he had been majorly flirting with last Sunday. Which means a lot, because Phill sorta flirts (very harmlessly) with everyone. Even me, a little. But Dana's totally his type. He likes thin girls with small breasts. *shrug*
Anyhow, I agree to go (he's really good at persuasion, the bastard), so I get all dressed up in this poofy/lacy black skirt, a white button up shirt, a red and black tie, white knee highs with lace at the top, and these hot black, three-inch heels I have. Phill comes over and picks me up, and he's brought one of his room mates, Miles. I know who miles is, but he has a horrible memory, but he managed to remember my voice somehow...lol. Phill puts on the make-up and we leave to go pick-up Dana.
When we get there, Dana has some friends over who were going to come too, one of which I know, and then Phill asks Dana, "Should we tell her?" and Dana says, "You haven't told her?" And I'm thinking, Oh, shit... And Phill tells me the picture at the Admiral has been cancelled and moved to the next week, so we're watching it at Dana's. Well, Dana's other friends leave after a while of us just sitting around and drinking and chatting, because one of them wasn't feeling well, and they had all ridden together.
Now, Dana's TV is in her bedroom, so Phill, Miles, me and Dana go in there and arrange ourselves on the bed, get the drinks and start watching the movie, which Miles had never even seen before. Dana was sitting at the head of the bed, then me, Phill and Miles. It was fairly cosy, I'm sure you can imagine.
We decided that whenever they said "Brad" in the movie, the boys would have to drink (basically Phill, because Miles had felt weird after drinking one Smirnoff), and whenever they said "Janet" in the movie, us girls would drink, and then when they said "Rocky", we all would. I'll be frank, I never got a buzz the entire night. They say "Brad" a lot more than "Janet", lol.