
last night we all went out to the roosevelt for torie's birthday. i got my blackberry stolen, and whoever took it was sending out texts pretending to be me.. and pictures and whatnot. people are weird.. oh well. i got a new one today! i kind of want to trade it for the bold. i want the storm, but i have at&t. :[
anyhoo.. the night started off with me, torie, madeline & hannah getting del.. we turned around and had to get madeline's id which was fucking hilarious.. she had a jerry curl and everything in it. we cracked open some champagne that was all foam and bursted our ear drums and exploded all over hannah in the backseat. we also opened the bottle of absolut that i got torie for her birthday (among other things, including the BEST big gummy bears from dylans candy bar that i would die for right now).. the bottle was really cute it looks like a disco ball. we got to ginas and took shots and were antisocial in the bathroom for the majority of the time there. i dont know.. there were strange guys with peace sign arm band tattoos.. anyway, called a cab and as usual the driver hated us.. we make him blast the music and danced in the backseat on the way to teddys.. everything else is sort of a blur. knick and his friends met up with us and we moved to the tropicana bar. i love the roosevelt, id totally live there. then we went to a party in the valley where everything got lost/stolen.
when we got back to tories house we laid in bed and tried to call my phone.. torie kept getting weird calls from a private number that wouldnt answer when she picked up? we vented about how shitty people can be and i tried calling matty but apparently i cannot remember his number in my druken state..
woke up to ken paves and tories new kitten! so cute even if it is evil. when i came home i told my parents what happened and then took a nap. they woke me up around 3-ish with a new blackberry. i like them. we got cajun takeout. jambalaya is such amazing hangover food.
now its time to snuggle up with my terkey and watch dexter, californication & desperate housewives. i'd really like some sort of dessert.. cake, pie, ice cream.. something. i wish it were 1968 and i were in san fran.. i'd call magnolia thunder pussy and make them deliver me phallic-shaped treats. more places should deliver.
i dont have any pictures from last night! thankfully torie's camera was found so i will have to take a look at some of those. maybe i'll post them later. bye!








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