2009-05-31
american pimp
lying in bed, hungover and lazy as shit watching laguna beach with all three cats asleep next to me. awesome.
went to zacharys with bridgett and micah which was sooo good. there were so many fucking hipsters!!! note to self: bring camera everywhere i go.
partied with bridgett and sam last night which was a whole bunch of alcohol soaked fun, beginning with a boyband dance party and a round of internet hysterics featuring taft, america's fattest president and steam punks. sam tried to break this pink balloon against the wall but couldn't do it and chickened out at the very last second each time. 'i'm too scared!!' which was essentially the most endearing and hilarious 5 or so minutes of life!
we drank a shitload of gin plus beer and were propa rowdy going from lame bar to lame bar before meeting these dudes on the street corner while watching this light up yoyo man do tricks and demanding that he walk the dog. he didn't! ingrate. we convinced them to come to rush inn with us and me they went back to b's with us. we drank some more and i somehow toppled over while sitting in a chair and wailed my head against a doorknob, haha, how awesomely sophisticated of me.
the dudes were really nice and funny. one of them was muscly and a trainer at toadal fitness (hahahaha) who turned out to be incredibly smart, kind and sweet but also newly uncloseted and gay. the other one was half peruvian half persian making for a delicious mix of glowy umber skin and a shockingly brilliant smile. he walked me home, we made out and then we fucked, once at night and again in the morning :) smallish junk and not the best kisser ever but a super hot body and sweet awkwardness that made me come a ton anyway, so yay! hes a tennis player and he had to leave for a tournament at stanford in the am, which is prettay hott. such a stud.
tinteardrop at 3:01 p.m.