Sunday, December 14, 2003

Cheryl and Martin (Mar-teen) Cheryl and Martin get their groove on at Las Margaritas. 6:21:16 PM    comment []

speak of the devil I had hardly finished blogging about my nemesis, BASK, when who should show up at Las Margaritas on 1st ave north. "Dude, what happened to you at that warehouse party?" he said.  "You were my ride and you left me for a piece of ass.  I had to walk ten blocks through the ghetto at four in the morning." I totally forgot BASK rode with me to that warehouse party.  He was absolutely right.  When I thought I was going to get laid, I left and forgot all about him.   I mean, I didn't sneakily decide to ditch him, I just completely spaced that we were out together.  "Did you at least get some?" BASK asked. "Actually, no," I admitted. 6:06:46 PM    comment []

Morissa Morissa was my little sister's best friend in middle school.  Now I'm sitting next to her at downtown bars.  Flashes are terrible so I had her bath in dim blue light. 5:41:49 AM    comment []

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