Right. 4:30 Sunday afternoon and I'm about to set my ass down and finish all my homework that's due this week *cringe*. But it is worth it. Because this weekend was fun...odd, but fun.
Friday night was Genivieve's party. So after deciding I didn't want to dive into the drama that stirred up Friday afternoon, I got there a couple of hours early to help out and hang out before everyone got there. So about 7ish, me and Vive open a bottle of my Moscato and her Champagne. By the time the guests arrived, we'd each had about two glasses. So then people started showing up, and drinking was had, tasty onion dip and chips and cookies and many cigarettes were had as well. Probably about 10:30, R showed up with a "friend". I wish I could figure out why he bugs me so much. Cool, we had our thing. Afterwards I told him no more, and neither of us have really spoken since. And that's cool. Anyway, he was there not 5 minutes and I wanted to either choke him or run. I opted for taking a little walk around the neighborhood. And then I walk back in, and he's loading the bowl, and I flee to the deck because I so didn't want to be around that shit. It was at this point I started getting moody and kept escaping to whatever room no one was in. Sometime early in the morning, the neighbor, Colby showed up, and R left not long after. Interestingly enough, my mood bounced back and I was happy until I fell asleep gracefully and quiety and slept until I woke up early Saturday morning, moved my car out of the tow zone. When I got back, no one was awake yet, so I cleaned up the kitchen and did some dishes (aren't I a nice party guest ) and took out some trash.
Then last night me and Vive went to Six Flags Fright Fest. Fun times. The place was packed, and we only went on a few rides so we could catch the movie, but we had a blast. And pigged out on delicious yummy so-bad-for-you fair food. Footlong hotdogs, cotton candy, buckets of soda, funnel cakes! and the best fries in the world.
We went to see The Grudge. And despite what *some* people have said, the movie is fan-freaking-tastic. I've never screamed in a movie before, and I did at least half a dozen times in this. Almost pissed myself once, and I jumped and spilled our popcorn all over the place. Ah...good times. So we went to Blockbuster and got a few movies and came back and watched 'em. One was Gothika (I'd never seen it) and I really liked it, even if some of the psychological stuff pissed me off (most movies get that stuff wrong, so I'm getting used to it). The other was Ghost Watchers. Damn that movie was horrible. Like, wonderfully bad.
And so here I am, tired as all hell, full of all kinds of chemicals and toxins from all the crap I've had to eat this weekend, in the middle of a horrendously trashed room (I should clean...) debating whether I should work on this halloween fic or my homework...
So how was your weekend?
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