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![]() Sunday, June 08, 2003 I Have Cutlery In My Pants! I had a really kick-ass good time at the bar on Friday. Got good and groping drunk. I touched a lot of boobs, not all of which were mine. And I told Coconut off. I yelled "Fuck you up the goat's ass" to him not once, but twice. The entire bar heard me, according to Audrey. I even saw Sara Belin, the high school chick that I blogged about previously. I don't remember if that's important, but I'm just mentioning what I remember. I was also told to remember the quote about cutlery, so maybe I said it or something. I don't know. Saturday was even more fun. Whitney and Greg came down and we had a great time at Strawberry Festival. We met the mayor of Mercersburg, who is also a Juniata Alumni. He promised Whitney funnel cakes the next time that she is in town. We intend to hold him to that promise. The apartment is coming along well. I got the rest of my stuff out of Coconut's apartment. So no more rambling messages from him. I got my bookcase and mini-fridge and fish-o-vision is up and running. And it is kick ass cool. I love it. I'm just spending today blogging and then getting the rest of the apartment put together. posted by jaime | 1:20 PM 0 comments |
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