Thursday, June 23, 2005

ten years worth of sparkling wine

bad influence, those finns. now i'm hungover with headache and shit. not cool, not cool at all.

you know that you're getting old as fuck, when you hear yourself saying that you haven't seen someone for ten years. another alarming sign is when the usual catching up bs requires years instead of just dates: "well, first, in -95... and then, in -98... oh hang on, was it -99...?"

i met up with these two lovely ladies yesterday, that i used to go to school with. both delightfully twisted and funny as fuck. of course the original plan was to go out and have a cider in the sun, but somehow that one glass turned into a few bottles. i have no idea how that happened.

catching up started with men, moved on to sex pretty quickly and stayed there for the rest of the night. suddenly all the posh people who had been enjoying the sun around us, started to dissolve into thin air. not that we were at all that loud, but you know, always a lil bit offensive. besides, we had to get the third one of us free from that bloody apron. she did do a swell job with carrying in more food and drinks tho. or at least that's how my poor head feels atm.

which reminds me:
you bunnies reading this, who i know in real life, should bloody well start reporting in! only too often i start to tell something just to hear the other person finish the story after confessing that they read my blog. trippy shit i tell you.

besides, i would be more than curious to find out what kind of a sick freak do you have to be, to be interested by my mindless rants. or disgusted. whichever brings you here. heh. let me know by dropping a line to lifebetweentheshoeboxes [at] gmail [dot] com. that's a good bunny.

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