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Finally Legal
Jul. 29th, 2002 10:37 pmI haven't had access to a computer for a while, so this is a little back-logged.
Firstly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!! I am 21 now, and I can legally do anything except rent a car. Cool. My birthday was the 23rd, but I officially turned at midnight so I went out to Vertigo with Robin, where we met up with Katie. The first drink I ordered was a red-headed slut, which I felt would be at least somewhat would be appropriate. It's Jagermeister, Peach Schnapps and Cranberry juice, and wow do they go down easy... I had 2 of those, and 2 Rolling Rocks. I think I would have been fine, except that Jeff (a.k.a. Tank) bought me a Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. (For the uninformed, that's Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker and Jose Cuervo. I was so drunk!
Robin had to take me home, and I was still too drunk to take her home at 9am. I felt bad because Brian refused to take her home even though she was really tired and he was sober. Sorry, Robin, I wish I hadn't let you down. Eek.
Anyway, at the club I ran into Monica, who I was really close to last summer, and who I missed dearly. You can read about the drama we experienced here, if you so choose. I was much relieved to discover that I really hadn't done anything wrong (I never thought I did, but I still felt insecure about it a little bit, just because...) but that Jeff's control over her was the issue. We've been reunited and I'm so glad. I mean really. I've had a hard time finding anyone that I can connect with on such a deep level. I was caught in conversation using the phrase "when I was with Monica." That's a phrase I usually reserve for assigning a period of time to a boyfriend, but I guess that I was dating Monica on a purely intellectual and emotional basis and getting the physical aspect from Dave all last summer. Weird. Anyhow, it's hard to describe.
She made me think alot about how we jump into situations and relationships based on our personal needs and goals at the time, not really thinking about the consequences that we and the other people involved will have to face. We also talked about our changing priorities and how we struggle to adapt to them. We need to be selfish right now, and think about ourselves, because as my ever-wise little brother Sparky put it, "you gotta look out for Number One... 'cause who in the hell else is doing it?"
I went to the Warehouse Wednesday, and met up with Jimi, who I absolutely think is one of the most talented and driven people I've ever known. Every time I see him, he's happier and healthier than last time and he's doing better for himself. It's such a pleasant respite from the constant streams of shitty news I get when running into old friends. Even better, Jimi is doing well enough now to have a cell phone, so we can actually arrange to hang out somewhere besides the clubs.
I spent the weekend down at Laurel River Lake in south central Kentucky with my mom, dad and sister. It was so nice. I never get to spend time with my sister without our brother or our boyfriends or whoever else is hanging about. We bonded. My dad never looked so happy as when we were all floating in the lake laughing and telling stories. He smiled and said he had all his girls... all to himself. My dad is struggling to be happy, plagued by the uncertainty of unexpected unemployment. (That was a lot of 'un's.) I love him so much, and I want somebody to hire him because he's so experienced and hardworking and for heaven's sake HE'S MY DADDY!
OK... I had to get that out.
I'm going out clubbing again tonight. I had pretty much stopped going altogether until this 21 thing. It's much more fun now.
I know no one will comment on this entry... no pictures or controversy, nothing more interesting than my life and what goes on in it, so keep scrolling kids.
Firstly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!! I am 21 now, and I can legally do anything except rent a car. Cool. My birthday was the 23rd, but I officially turned at midnight so I went out to Vertigo with Robin, where we met up with Katie. The first drink I ordered was a red-headed slut, which I felt would be at least somewhat would be appropriate. It's Jagermeister, Peach Schnapps and Cranberry juice, and wow do they go down easy... I had 2 of those, and 2 Rolling Rocks. I think I would have been fine, except that Jeff (a.k.a. Tank) bought me a Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. (For the uninformed, that's Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker and Jose Cuervo. I was so drunk!
Robin had to take me home, and I was still too drunk to take her home at 9am. I felt bad because Brian refused to take her home even though she was really tired and he was sober. Sorry, Robin, I wish I hadn't let you down. Eek.
Anyway, at the club I ran into Monica, who I was really close to last summer, and who I missed dearly. You can read about the drama we experienced here, if you so choose. I was much relieved to discover that I really hadn't done anything wrong (I never thought I did, but I still felt insecure about it a little bit, just because...) but that Jeff's control over her was the issue. We've been reunited and I'm so glad. I mean really. I've had a hard time finding anyone that I can connect with on such a deep level. I was caught in conversation using the phrase "when I was with Monica." That's a phrase I usually reserve for assigning a period of time to a boyfriend, but I guess that I was dating Monica on a purely intellectual and emotional basis and getting the physical aspect from Dave all last summer. Weird. Anyhow, it's hard to describe.
She made me think alot about how we jump into situations and relationships based on our personal needs and goals at the time, not really thinking about the consequences that we and the other people involved will have to face. We also talked about our changing priorities and how we struggle to adapt to them. We need to be selfish right now, and think about ourselves, because as my ever-wise little brother Sparky put it, "you gotta look out for Number One... 'cause who in the hell else is doing it?"
I went to the Warehouse Wednesday, and met up with Jimi, who I absolutely think is one of the most talented and driven people I've ever known. Every time I see him, he's happier and healthier than last time and he's doing better for himself. It's such a pleasant respite from the constant streams of shitty news I get when running into old friends. Even better, Jimi is doing well enough now to have a cell phone, so we can actually arrange to hang out somewhere besides the clubs.
I spent the weekend down at Laurel River Lake in south central Kentucky with my mom, dad and sister. It was so nice. I never get to spend time with my sister without our brother or our boyfriends or whoever else is hanging about. We bonded. My dad never looked so happy as when we were all floating in the lake laughing and telling stories. He smiled and said he had all his girls... all to himself. My dad is struggling to be happy, plagued by the uncertainty of unexpected unemployment. (That was a lot of 'un's.) I love him so much, and I want somebody to hire him because he's so experienced and hardworking and for heaven's sake HE'S MY DADDY!
OK... I had to get that out.
I'm going out clubbing again tonight. I had pretty much stopped going altogether until this 21 thing. It's much more fun now.
I know no one will comment on this entry... no pictures or controversy, nothing more interesting than my life and what goes on in it, so keep scrolling kids.
