So I went to the Roving Imp last night and it was awesome, I really need to go again. It was a blast. But next time I think we need to leave off Jessica falling off the stage and hurting her foot. After Roving Imp, Joe and I drove back to Lawrence. When we got on my street we noticed that there were tons of cars lining the street. I was like, someone's having a party. But I didn't know who. Joe left and as I was walking to my door my neighbor came out and invited me to the party. So I was like, what the hell. I went over, and proceeded to meet an awesome guy, impress him by taking three shots of whiskey and we talked until 5:30am when I finally left his house and walked next door to my own. It was awesome. He has dark hair, blue eyes: my fave. He plays the guitar in a band. (HOT) he has star tats with music notes inside on his chest,and he's just awesome. Possiblities! And we talked forever. We were actually chillin' upstairs, in his bedroom while we played the guitar. It was awesome. Oh, and his name is Nathan... Nate... I don't know which he prefers. That's my happy news.Sunday, December 2, 2007
Party yields Possiblities
So I went to the Roving Imp last night and it was awesome, I really need to go again. It was a blast. But next time I think we need to leave off Jessica falling off the stage and hurting her foot. After Roving Imp, Joe and I drove back to Lawrence. When we got on my street we noticed that there were tons of cars lining the street. I was like, someone's having a party. But I didn't know who. Joe left and as I was walking to my door my neighbor came out and invited me to the party. So I was like, what the hell. I went over, and proceeded to meet an awesome guy, impress him by taking three shots of whiskey and we talked until 5:30am when I finally left his house and walked next door to my own. It was awesome. He has dark hair, blue eyes: my fave. He plays the guitar in a band. (HOT) he has star tats with music notes inside on his chest,and he's just awesome. Possiblities! And we talked forever. We were actually chillin' upstairs, in his bedroom while we played the guitar. It was awesome. Oh, and his name is Nathan... Nate... I don't know which he prefers. That's my happy news.
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I didn't hurt my foot, I sprained my ankle. There's a subtle, painful difference. ;-)
The guy sounds quite yummy, I hope one way or another you find what you're looking for, even if you don't know exactly what that is.
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