a whiskey and soda please

there are very good reasons i miss my friends and my denver. besides the bars and how everyone wore glasses. here are some of my favourite conversations with my friends:

"Wait, wait! What are you wearing?!"
"a skirt..."
"Why?!"
"because i felt like being pretty. cant you just love the pretty me?"
"No. Go put some pants on, you're creeping the shit out of me."

"Sex to you is like shaking hands. You put a lot of effort into it but it's not like you're very exclusive."

"youve had one lesbian experience with one girl! it doesnt exactly make you the keynote speaker at the lezzie convention"
"You know you're a real ass sometimes."
"yeah yeah, get back to me once youve finger banged melissa in the library"

"woah! that was intense"
"That eye-fuck that just happened?"
"yeah. i dont think ive ever been eye-fucked!"
"Yes you have! How did we meet?"
"at a bar..."
"Yeah, after I eye-fucked the shit out of you."
"... can we always be friends?"

this happens when all your friends are guys

talking with best friend about girls:

him: "So I had to make out with her to just to make sure it wasn't my fault. You know, that I hadn't lost my touch."
me: oh no it wasnt you, she's a really bad kisser.
him: "Yeah, okay! Wait..."
me: oh yeah, ive totally had her.


ahhh, when worlds collide...

i really need to have more female friends.

too many neighborhoods

"The lavender is very light and delicate, it's more like scented hot water." -magical tea shop guy
"isn't that what tea is?" -me thinking tea guy is a bitch.

on Dune (the old school movie)

"Sting does have a very memorable-"
"COD PIECE!.... you werent going to say cod piece were you...?"
"I was going to say role, but I guess that works too."

your face

so i dont have internet which is why i havent updated this in awhile.

ill tell you a bit about the wedding planning.

so invitations. yes the blight of my world. i went craftzine.com and used all their stuff to make an invitation on adobe illustrator. did all the crap and then went to kinkos to find out that they didnt have the paper i needed, the colors were wrong and everything wasnt lining up. so fuck you diy. fuck. you.

quote:
after finding out that office depot didnt have the paper i wanted my mother turned to me:
"What is it you always say to me? Oh yeah, In your face!"
yeah my mother "in your faced" me. and it was sweet.

in the end we went to Micheal's where i found out that the magazine BRIDES puts out invitation sets you just print your information on. so you kids will be getting those. and i dont care if i sold out. because holy shit when my printing at kinkos was going to be $500 i almost cried. the invitation set cost $30. my stamps cost more than my invites.

to make up for our uncraftiness in the invites greg and i made wire frames for 25 mason jars to hang in the trees.

did i mention my photographer pulled out? did i? while she did.

i hate weddings