A Picture's worth a thousand words
My friend Ml got her pictures back from an outing we took at the beginning of summer...which resulted in getting Derek "out of my dreams, and into my uh...limo". Remember that night? The night of strip poker? The night I finally got him to kiss me.
Well I wish I could scan in the pics because they are absolutely hilarious and simultaneously embarassing (but they show my face). The funniest ones are from the limo. The limo ride from thitwbar to my house couldn't have been more than a minute long and yet, within that minute I attempted to drape my body on Derek. Ml captured my sloppy, drunken attempt at seduction with such crystal clarity.
The photos are so funny. In one, I have my head thrown back (dangerously close to Derek's ear) and I'm cackling away with my arm wrapped across his chest and my leg casually draped over his. In another I have my head pressed against his chest attempting to give him a full body hug. You can tell that both of us are inebriated beyond belief and he's got a funny little smile on his face. A cross between, "Is this really happening to me?" and "I guess I don't mind that this is really happening to me..."
He's such a good sport. Oh latest drunken text message to him, "It's your fault that I feel like a serial killer laying next to my dog and her teddy bear. No need to respond to this." It makes sense if you remember that he and my dog decapitated the teddy bear and that my dog still carries the headless teddy everywhere. But if you don't remember, as I'm sure that he doesn't...since it's kind of inconsequential...it sounds crazy. But that's me, crazy.
Tonight it's thitwbar with Ry and our friend Vince...let's hope I survive it. I tend to drink my body weight when I'm out with Ryan!
Well I wish I could scan in the pics because they are absolutely hilarious and simultaneously embarassing (but they show my face). The funniest ones are from the limo. The limo ride from thitwbar to my house couldn't have been more than a minute long and yet, within that minute I attempted to drape my body on Derek. Ml captured my sloppy, drunken attempt at seduction with such crystal clarity.
The photos are so funny. In one, I have my head thrown back (dangerously close to Derek's ear) and I'm cackling away with my arm wrapped across his chest and my leg casually draped over his. In another I have my head pressed against his chest attempting to give him a full body hug. You can tell that both of us are inebriated beyond belief and he's got a funny little smile on his face. A cross between, "Is this really happening to me?" and "I guess I don't mind that this is really happening to me..."
He's such a good sport. Oh latest drunken text message to him, "It's your fault that I feel like a serial killer laying next to my dog and her teddy bear. No need to respond to this." It makes sense if you remember that he and my dog decapitated the teddy bear and that my dog still carries the headless teddy everywhere. But if you don't remember, as I'm sure that he doesn't...since it's kind of inconsequential...it sounds crazy. But that's me, crazy.
Tonight it's thitwbar with Ry and our friend Vince...let's hope I survive it. I tend to drink my body weight when I'm out with Ryan!
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