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The Adventures of Jules Santana
2004-03-18 15:39:01 (UTC)

Now Errbody In the Club Gettin Tipsy

Ok, I have no idea what the title of this entry is going to
be yet because to be quite honest I have no idea what I am
going to write about. Hmmm, well right now I’m excited
because I will be going to Eleni’s birthday party tomorrow
night. I’m excited, but more so, my cousin Tracey will be
coming to stay with us for a little more than a week.
We’re all pretty excited about that as well, except for the
fact that none of us know really what to do with her. I
mean she’s pretty quiet, and I think with me she’s a whole
lot more open, so that’s why I have kinda been designated
to be the nightlife entertainment. My problem is that
she’s 18 and I honestly don’t want to take her out and have
to fight off 30-year-old men and all. But to resolve all
of this, I think I will definitely take her out to Bump one
night for the martinis and good ass food, and that’ll be
fun of course. I can avoid all the men on her if I only
take her to gay places. LOL. That would so not be fair to
her, unless all of a sudden she tells me that she’s a
lesbian, because then, we can really party. I figure that
what I’ll do is just simply ask her when she gets here what
she likes to do. Like I’m just going to come right out and
ask her if she drinks, and if she smokes anything. I mean
let’s be real, she’s 18, in college, and well let’s just
keep it open and honest. Hell I’m not going to be the one
to tell on her, shit I was the one who got her a fake ID
when she was up in NYC with me and she was only 16 at that
time. But c’est la vie. Anyway, today is going well so
far. I have so much shit to do when I get home today. I
need to start some laundry and all that and clean or at
least straighten up my room. Then I need to clean my
bathroom for when Tracey arrives. Then I want to get a new
top, that’s cute of course, from Bang Bang, but to be
honest, I don’t feel like driving all the fuck the way out
to King of Prussia to get one, so I’m going to have to suck
it up and brave the center city traffic and hit up some H&M
tonight. Then I need to make sure I hook up with Wanda and
Dre, mainly because I left my weed at her house last night,
and I also need to smoke and all since we are getting some
more tonight. I really feel the need to go to sleep and
get some rest, especially before this party. Hmmm, I’ve
expressed to everyone that I want to leave at 6 tomorrow,
but I think maybe we should leave a little later. I mean I
don’t know if that makes sense, see I still need to find
out where Rose will be and all when we get there, because
I’d really like to park my car at her place first, and then
just suck it up and catch the subway down to Eleni’s
place. I will say that Rose leaves severely uptown. Like
to be honest, I’m not even sure what avenue I have to take
that goes all the way up that far. At night though, I know
me and Beth will have no shame in catching a cab and
splitting a 20-30 dollar cab ride back, I mean, Eleni’s
party doesn’t even start until 11 anyway, so I know my ass
is gonna be a serious strung out mess by the end. I’m
excited though. It’ll be fun. I still can’t believe we’re
all going up just for a party. I’m going to change my
middle name to Party crasher, seriously. I still can’t
wait for Damita Jo. I swear I’m gonna piss my pants, I
can’t even imagine getting to meet Janet for the second
time, and this time I’m going to really have a camera that
works. Jesus Christ. I’m getting butterflies already, and
I won’t even get to meet her for another 2 weeks. Alright,
well that’s about all that I have to say for today. Oh
yeah, of course Orlando is still not back in Philly, and we
find ourselves in the same perpetual cycle of him saying
he’s coming back and then doesn’t. I don’t get it. I mean
if he doesn’t think he’s going to come back, then just say
it. It’s frustrating to me. He calls me and asks me what
my plans are for the next day and evening, as if I’m
supposed to clear things for him, when I can’t even be sure
he’s really going to be coming back, so I don’t. Maybe I’m
a bitch. Maybe I’m smart. Maybe I’m all of the above. So
fuck it!!! Alright I’m out.




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