i dont think one person the entire night said anything of substance...the closest i got was a conversation on vampires...oh yeah and then acid...? and the most i got from the night was a pant leg drenched in beer...lungs full of dirty smoke...and a mind full of pointless thoughts. i feel like a grandma. but i WOULD actually rather be a grandma sitting at home with 50 cats filling out crosswords and watching wheel of fortune than at a meat head, smoke infested, dirt market. yuck. i for sure don't miss drinking and all the pointless actions involved.
***side-note.im not an anti-drinking nazi. but for sure after being surrounded by idiodic actions it really makes me thankful i prefer gallons and gallons of water over anything else. a perfect night. is a night snuggled up at home in my cozy pj's, velvet blanket, drinking tea, reading, watching a movie or just hangin..i know im cool and you want to be me.
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