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I could just sleep in a big vat of butter
Jan. 18th, 2009 10:43 pmI'm back to the apartmeeeent Joey's birthday was nice. I got the right amiund of drunk for me, which is when I'm a little past buzzed but enough to enjoy myself, yet not drunk enough I know I'll feel sickly the next day. The last instance of that was New Years when it took Maia and I a whole freakin day to recover xD
I got to my house laaate Friday, Keith and I left here like at 8pm...not good for a 3.5 hour drive but eh whatever. I got to see Batman at his house. He hides up in their bathroom which is like an entire floor, and when I started calling him he started meowing at me. Then I picked him up and carried him around until Cootie came barking and scared him back into hiding. I went to look for him again and once Cootie had gone downstairs with Keith, I heard pathetic meopwing and looking ABOVE me to see Batman looking at me from in between some floorboards xd He was so anxious to get to me he was trying to squeeze through an itty bitty hole. So I went upstairs and coaxed him out and that little kitty was all over me ;___; I was so upset about leaving him I actually cried. Argh.
So um I went home where mom gave me more stuff for the new place, kitchenware, sheets, DARK CHOCOLATE ORANGES (okay well, those are important for ME) and...stuff. I grabbed things I had not meant to leave behind. Saturday I watched Horton Hears a Who again, with my parents, and then got in a silly argument over my phone (don't even ask, it's a headache x.x) and then went to see Joey.
We went out for dinner, a large group of us, got some drinks and stuff (I was a good girl and gave Keith my keys!). Then we drank some more at the apartment while talking about videogames and fooling around, and THEN went to the bar, I was sortsa hoping we'd go so I could buy Joey drinks. He bought me a lot last birthday and especially on my 21st. We shot pool and I sucked at it and there were some lesbians I kept watching which made me feel creepy and then uhhh oh I talked to Matt for a long time. I think both he and Joey got a little too drunk. And SARAH...omg...she lezzes out worse than me when drunk. O_O She somehow glued her hand to my ass all night which at some points was a little much but whatev. We both did goose the boys a lot xD And I gave a...skipping, not running, start to a birthday spank for Joey which I've been amused by ever since.
O_O
UM GETTING LESS PERVY. WE SLEPT ON A VERY CRAPPY MATRESS AND WOKE UP AND WENT TO MY HOUSE.
Where we ate some food and loaded up on what mom bought before leaving. Phone argument number 2 (again, don't ask) and then we went to Keith's. His mom gave us MOAR STUFF xD And then I got glued to Batman again ;_; He kept getting on my lp and giving me these...little..leans that I could only imagine as kitty hugs. Very sweet. And he klept resting his head on my arm and purring. I had a hard time saying bye ;_; It was kinda heartbreaking having him watch me from the stairs like "why are you leaving?" I miss that kitty so much.
Keith asked my why I don't cry when I leave Locke but when I leave Batman.....I guess it's a different dynamic. Locke isn't as clingy to me and if anything he's closer to my mom since during school and all she was home all day. He wakes her up every morning and hangs out with her. He rarely sleeps on my bed but likes hers all the time. ANYWAY...I dunno. I love Locke but it's more of a comfortable parting of ways.
When it comes to Batman, I was the first person in the entire neighborhood to really get close to him, I mean the first time we met he came right across the street to talk to me and purr. He always got excited for bedtime and liked to sleep with me and I was the one who also went to the vet to bring him home the day they wanted to put him down (although I don't think they really wanted to do it in the end). I actually felt like he was MY cat, instead of the FAMILY'S cat, and then I had to...give him away. And I tend to think of him as a precious baby, since he was slow to completely trust us and after getting comfortable in our home he's now somewhere where the dog chases him. Keith's parents are nice to him and they still give him attention and all, I just feel like...he'd have been happier still with us and like I betrayed him or something, IDK.
And meanwhile...a large percentage of you are smacking me on the head going It's a cat! Get over it! Blah.
I got to my house laaate Friday, Keith and I left here like at 8pm...not good for a 3.5 hour drive but eh whatever. I got to see Batman at his house. He hides up in their bathroom which is like an entire floor, and when I started calling him he started meowing at me. Then I picked him up and carried him around until Cootie came barking and scared him back into hiding. I went to look for him again and once Cootie had gone downstairs with Keith, I heard pathetic meopwing and looking ABOVE me to see Batman looking at me from in between some floorboards xd He was so anxious to get to me he was trying to squeeze through an itty bitty hole. So I went upstairs and coaxed him out and that little kitty was all over me ;___; I was so upset about leaving him I actually cried. Argh.
So um I went home where mom gave me more stuff for the new place, kitchenware, sheets, DARK CHOCOLATE ORANGES (okay well, those are important for ME) and...stuff. I grabbed things I had not meant to leave behind. Saturday I watched Horton Hears a Who again, with my parents, and then got in a silly argument over my phone (don't even ask, it's a headache x.x) and then went to see Joey.
We went out for dinner, a large group of us, got some drinks and stuff (I was a good girl and gave Keith my keys!). Then we drank some more at the apartment while talking about videogames and fooling around, and THEN went to the bar, I was sortsa hoping we'd go so I could buy Joey drinks. He bought me a lot last birthday and especially on my 21st. We shot pool and I sucked at it and there were some lesbians I kept watching which made me feel creepy and then uhhh oh I talked to Matt for a long time. I think both he and Joey got a little too drunk. And SARAH...omg...she lezzes out worse than me when drunk. O_O She somehow glued her hand to my ass all night which at some points was a little much but whatev. We both did goose the boys a lot xD And I gave a...skipping, not running, start to a birthday spank for Joey which I've been amused by ever since.
O_O
UM GETTING LESS PERVY. WE SLEPT ON A VERY CRAPPY MATRESS AND WOKE UP AND WENT TO MY HOUSE.
Where we ate some food and loaded up on what mom bought before leaving. Phone argument number 2 (again, don't ask) and then we went to Keith's. His mom gave us MOAR STUFF xD And then I got glued to Batman again ;_; He kept getting on my lp and giving me these...little..leans that I could only imagine as kitty hugs. Very sweet. And he klept resting his head on my arm and purring. I had a hard time saying bye ;_; It was kinda heartbreaking having him watch me from the stairs like "why are you leaving?" I miss that kitty so much.
Keith asked my why I don't cry when I leave Locke but when I leave Batman.....I guess it's a different dynamic. Locke isn't as clingy to me and if anything he's closer to my mom since during school and all she was home all day. He wakes her up every morning and hangs out with her. He rarely sleeps on my bed but likes hers all the time. ANYWAY...I dunno. I love Locke but it's more of a comfortable parting of ways.
When it comes to Batman, I was the first person in the entire neighborhood to really get close to him, I mean the first time we met he came right across the street to talk to me and purr. He always got excited for bedtime and liked to sleep with me and I was the one who also went to the vet to bring him home the day they wanted to put him down (although I don't think they really wanted to do it in the end). I actually felt like he was MY cat, instead of the FAMILY'S cat, and then I had to...give him away. And I tend to think of him as a precious baby, since he was slow to completely trust us and after getting comfortable in our home he's now somewhere where the dog chases him. Keith's parents are nice to him and they still give him attention and all, I just feel like...he'd have been happier still with us and like I betrayed him or something, IDK.
And meanwhile...a large percentage of you are smacking me on the head going It's a cat! Get over it! Blah.
