Honda: day ten

Today (yesterday…) I…

…hung out with R and her boyfriend without being insecure about being the single one at ALL. Also, her boyfriend is totally nice and I approve of him without wanting to bang him at ALL, so that’s like the best combo ever. 

…ran into my old 3D teacher and yet again, tried to kidnap him and abduct him to the zoo. He didn’t seem to mind, but he also didn’t agree to go to the zoo. So. Working on it. Also, I just sent him a friend request on FB. We’ll see how that goes. Probably he’ll be like, “Fuck off!” But it makes me laugh, so I’m doing it anyways. I’ll probably keep bugging him and being all, “Zooooooooooooooooo…” til he brings me up on harassment charges or something. It’ll be awesome. 

…had DOUBLE HIPSTER NIGHT. You’ve been waiting. You want to KNOW. I can tell. Oh my god. SO WEIRD. All of it. 

…went to Dr. Bombay’s and ate ice cream in public without shame. WHILE DRESSED AS A FRENCH HIPSTER— polka dot navy fifties-style blouse, white skirt, navy leggings, red shoes, blue ascot, red nails, red lipstick, big eye makeup, and a fucking BERET. A BERET. ((While there, R got a cupcake and it had literal, actual rat shit in it, and the barista wouldn’t give her money back, so we’re probably not going back there. It was gross.))

…came back home and sat around the apartment with D, V, R, and A, drinking wine and reading bad emo poetry out loud off of fictionpress. I don’t think I’ve laughed that hard in like a YEAR. I nearly peed. We talked about the subversive content in snotty hipster voices. IT WAS SO GREAT.

…ran into PLD and said “hey,” politely, since we’re theoretically friends again, and also totally did NOT invite him to hang out with us because I’m not, like, needy or someshit.  

…went out to the smircle (smoking circle) while drunk to harass strangers because there are ALWAYS people out there. There was one guy sitting there, and I went over and sat down (in my fucking fur coat, motherfuckers) while my crew hovered uncertainly a few yards away, and I was like, “Yo. We’ve come to steal your secondhand smoke because we’re all too poor to afford nicotine addictions of our own.” And he laughed hysterically and was like, “Cool.” 

…saw a girl I’d met at a party a year ago come out, and I was like, “YOU!” And she was like, “YOU!” And she gave me a cigarette, which I smoked, feeling like a BAMF, and pretended to like the taste of, and we started talking while my crew sat down and also some of them smoked, and eventually, I was like, “Yeah, we’re totally wasted on red wine,” and the two new peoples were like, “DUDE WINE I WANT WINE,” so I, of course…

…invited two mostly-strangers up to my room to get drunk on wine and snuggle my bunny and eat sriracha cheese grits and make white chocolate crab-pops. We were loud and ridiculous and AWESOME and they didn’t leave til like one am. We’re now all friends on FB, and they’re theoretically joining in again next week. :3

…ran around on the lawns outside and laid on the grass and looked at the stars with my friends until we were all super tired, and then went to bed and actually fell asleep before dawn for once. 

…didn’t even have a goddamn hangover in the morning, because WOOO. XD 

Double Hipster Night: Officially a goddamn success.