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sailorhathorI recently got back in touch with a friend from high school, Alisha, through Facebook. It made me search for a couple other people and suddenly, I'm finding them (searched before and they didn't come up, so I guess they weren't on fb yet). Oooooh, too weird. Can't friend yet. What if they aren't curious about me and could care less and don't want me to friend them? I'm sure everybody thinks that when they first find someone they haven't seen for 20 years on FB, but... TOO WEIRD. Maybe I'll friend over the weekend.
Fuck it. Life's too short to not get back in touch with old friends when you have the chance.
I wanted to share a story from high school that I recalled for Alisha in a private message because it's VERY FUNNY.
For some reason I remembered the other day when we were at one of Scot's parties, and we decided to go outside and put shaving cream on cars. Someone drove up, so we ran for the backyard to avoid getting caught. And I tripped over my own feet or something, and fell and slid across the grass on my boobs. My glasses went flying off, so I'm sitting there looking for my glasses like freakin' Velma from Scooby Doo, going, "Alisha, I can't find my glasses!" Then I found them and scooted off into the backyard. We went back into the party to pretend we weren't up to anything, and I'm standing there holding my boobs going, "Owwww." It really hurt. LOL. XD
Seriously, you take a Barbie doll, put her face down, lift her legs and arms behind her a bit, and slide her across the floor on her boobs. That's about what I looked like, and about how it felt. XD ROFL!
Fuck it. Life's too short to not get back in touch with old friends when you have the chance.
I wanted to share a story from high school that I recalled for Alisha in a private message because it's VERY FUNNY.
For some reason I remembered the other day when we were at one of Scot's parties, and we decided to go outside and put shaving cream on cars. Someone drove up, so we ran for the backyard to avoid getting caught. And I tripped over my own feet or something, and fell and slid across the grass on my boobs. My glasses went flying off, so I'm sitting there looking for my glasses like freakin' Velma from Scooby Doo, going, "Alisha, I can't find my glasses!" Then I found them and scooted off into the backyard. We went back into the party to pretend we weren't up to anything, and I'm standing there holding my boobs going, "Owwww." It really hurt. LOL. XD
Seriously, you take a Barbie doll, put her face down, lift her legs and arms behind her a bit, and slide her across the floor on her boobs. That's about what I looked like, and about how it felt. XD ROFL!
