so i decided to post b/c no one has for a while other than carolyn's drunken post. and as i was about to start thinking about a title, the line "do i really need a reason?" was sung in the song i'm listening to which i decided was perfect. so...
i'm coming in this weekend. i want to go to the muny on sat night possibly. i don't particularly want to have a party at my house so someone else should. i'll have people over during the day to swim, but i want the evening festivities to take place somewhere else so i can leave when i want and come home to an empty house. yeah, that'd be nice.
george: i wanna see your dogs
carolyn: i wanna see your family
keegan: mike hill wants to come to the airport with you
and, yeah, that's about all i got. oh, wait. funny story:
so i made friends with this guy ryan who is best friends with my friends boyfriend (got all that?). his best friend olenka (who he isn't talking to right now) is possessive and doesn't like any girl who she thinks likes him or who he likes (my roommate was included in this list for a few months). so i've hung out with ryan a total of about 5 times. and i've never hung out with olenka but we have been at the same party once or twice before.
so, officially met olenka on saturday for about 2min and then i left b/c i was on my way home. we didn't even talk aside from the "hi, nice to meet you" bullshit. well, the girl that introduced us is ryans best friends gf: AJ. when we were eating dinner AJ told me that olenka asked her if i liked ryan. AJ of course, caught way off guard says she doesn't know. but where does olenka get this from? my guess: the depths of her ass.
so i now have an enemy that i don't even know. didn't even do anything to deserve it. if i'm gonna make an enemy, i feel it should be for something i've done wrong. i mean i've done a lot of wrong things that i know people would kill me for. figures
and better yet, when i come back from rome, i'm joining the ultimate frisbee team, and who do you think is on that team? if you guessed olenka, you would be correct. sweet. good thing i don't give a shit what she thinks of me. i love not caring about people. really comes in handy
except you guys, i care about you. a little