I’m dying here. Honestly I feel like I should just email saying “Look, thanks for the offer, but it’s just not going to happen.”
This is awful because I have no recourse to delusions where I tell myself it’s ok to bend the rules a little bit.
Fucking time bombs, they suck.
Help. Me.
I have no idea what the hell is going on. THREE DAYS AND I CAN’T UNTANGLE THIS SHIT, my brain, my poor brain.
Also, what, I couldn’t have been warned earlier? Ugh. These are completely irrational thoughts, but goddammit I’ve been sick! I was blind for several days! It was my birthday! I suck at sacrifice.
What am I to do?????? Tell me.
Final word to poor confused readers: No, this is not meant to make any sense, this is only to relieve my pain. Yes I want you to make up an exciting fake story from the confusion of these words and tell me about it (either that or send me virtual hugs and kisses). That is all.
3 responses so far ↓
cinemelo // September 17, 2007 at 2:27 pm |
Not that this will help, but yes, Pony does suck balls. I got literally four steps into the place on Saturday night when some guy said to me ‘You’re looking pretty hot tonight.’ Fucking men. He’d probably been stumbling around for hours just hoping to come across women he could say shit like that to. I don’t even know why I fucking went to Pony, I hate the place.
jen // September 17, 2007 at 11:58 pm |
I don’t know why, but your comment has amused me very much. Was at Pony on night before yours (i.e. Friday… if that wasn’t you know, patently obvious), and spent a good lot of that time darting VERY dirty looks at the gross men. ugh.
Honestly, does ANYONE like Pony?? Am confused at its existence.
Hayley // September 18, 2007 at 1:23 am |
To continue with the Pony-hating (whilst simultaneously giving you loving hugs and many cups of tea accompanied with sugary biscuits), it got sooooo much worse after you left. So many drunk men attempting to lure any girl away from group safety (I couldn’t even hazard a guess at the amount who directly impinged upon us), and it got downright creepy during the last band we saw. Basically half the audience were drunken lechers mentally wanking off to intoxicated female spectacle. Oh, and then some bitch threw her drink all over me and Bel and wandered off without saying anything.
Pony: not super awesome.