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my stupid mouth
2004-07-23 20:36:35 (UTC)

one toke over the line

o-freaking-kay. last night was kind of crazy. i feel like
some other person telling this story. so yesterday was
nick's birthday, and we had agreed to do something but
hadn't decided what. lindsay, damon, and i planned it, and
damon made most of the phone calls, thank goodness. after
one of our fairly regular trips to cvs, lindsay and i met
damon, nick, and jeff at papa gino's. it was already after
8:30 because nick "had people at his house" before that.
so we ordered, and i (and probably lindsay too) ended up
paying for more than my share because those boys eat so
much freaking food. and i'm pretty sure jeff and nick had
already eaten, too. i didn't want nick to have to payt
since it was his birthday, even if, as lindsay and i
determined, he's never done anything for us. i literally
ate two pieces of a small pizza before both of them were
completely gone.

we came back to my house (being the party house that it
is...) and (what else?) smoked cigars. now, i took a
little offense to the fact that the boys picked out a
smaller, thinner one for me than for everyone else. it's
not like i needed a bigger one; i didn't even finish the
one i had. i can't say that i enjoyed or didn't enjoy the
cigar itself, but it was an interesting experience,
standing in my driveway with lindsay and the three boys,
smoking cigars. the only difficulty was dodging nick's
massive spittage. (he can't even handle shaving, never
mind smoking...as evidenced by the TWO band-aids on his
neck.) i think jeff finished my cigar, commenting that it
tasted sweet. it was my lip gloss, not the cigar.

speaking of jeff, he got a new $300 cell phone, which he
took out of his pocket numerous times to show us. and he
talked to emily on it for quite awhile. oh, and he took
pictures of us smoking and drinking...hang on, i'm getting
there.

so we went inside to play pool (and unfortunately found
that ken had left all of his clothes, including his
underwear, on the pool table...which jeff so kindly shoved
in lindsay's face), which didn't last all that long. those
boys have such short attention spans. we didn't even play
one complete game. someone went to get a soda from the
refrigerator but ended up taking out a beer. (related
story: jeff, nick, and corey got drunk at jeff's once or
twice last week, and apparently some shady stuff went on.
in fact, nick did something so shady that we weren't
allowed to hear about it. they're kind of dumb though; you
can't drink as much as they did your first time doing that
and not expect to get wasted...which is exactly what
happened. nick was passed out and throwing up so bad that
he needed to have his head in a bowl to catch it. oh, and
did i mention that corey brought three, and i
quote, "beastly" girls with him to jeff's for this
particular occasion?)

ok, so the beer. you know, i wasn't worried about the
drinking. there were 4 of us sharing it, so it wasnm't a
big deal. i was just worried that i would get caught. my
mom didn't care about the smoking, surprisingly, but she
would've been angry about the drinking, especially with
everyone driving home afterwards. so damon had about three
sips, literally, of the beer. however, he has never ever
tasted anything alcoholic before. and now we know why. i
think him already feeling sick combined with the cigar
combined with the alcohol sent him over the edge. he threw
up twice in the woods behind my house. i'm just glad he
made it outside and to the woods.

as if i'm not nervous enough about this whole thing, jeff
gets another beer from the fridge. but no one will finish
this one. i drank some of it and dumped the rest outside.
i brought the empty bottles upstairs, put them in the bag
where we keep them in the garage, and rinsed them out this
morning. i'm just glad i didn't let them have any of the
lite beer because that box wasn't even open yet. i didn't
notice that last night, so that would have been bad if it
were suddenly open when ken went down there to get one.
(but i doubt he would've remembered)

we went upstairs to play poker, but i don't own any chips.
we tried using reese's peanut butter chips, but damon
didn't even know the rules of poker, so we played a hand of
b.s. and i won because i don't usually need to lie seeing
as i tend to have the cards i need. i don't even know how
that happens. i wish it would happen more often when i
play poker.

everyone left fairly early. i think it was waround 11:30.
i was glad because i had to work at 7 this morning. i
tried to go to sleep but couldn't. and i didn't feel that
well. i think that was because i didn't eat much for
dinner and then inhaled a ton of smoke (first- and second-
hand). i know it wasn't the beer. i'm sure i've had that
much of it before.

i don't know how i feel about jeff and nick getting drunk
last week. and i'm sure it will happen again. i just
worry about them because they're not used to doing that. i
don't think nick knows when he's had too much from the
sounds of what happened. vodka, shots, beer...it seems a
little much. but i guess it's all for the bragging
rights. too bad it doesn't really impress anyone.

yeah, so steph's party is tonight. i think i changed my
mind about not wanting anyone to go with me, girl or
otherwise. i found out more about it today. apparently,
the only drinks are pina coladas and strawberry daiquiris,
so things should stay under control. well, i guess jacy
dropped off some smirnoff at steph's, but that's hers in
particular. steph expects that she'll be gone (and by
gone, you know what i mean) an hour after she gets there.
so i guess i'll go around 9. there will be 4 people there
whom i know, but i've heard tons of stories about the rest
of them. i'm sure they can't say the same.




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