Neat.
2002-11-04 10:22 a.m.
Shrooms plus strobelight plus shiny cape equals total sensory overload. Then, my first thought that wasn't "OHMYGODSHINY!!!" was, "Hey. Toreador Clan flaw." My transition to utter gaming dork is now complete.All in all, everything was Neat. (Jaime and Josh started it. "You are shiny. And that is Neat." "I have a cigarette. That is Neat." A big part of why Neat was so amusing was the inflection used when you said it. Thattis Neat. Almost in a singsong lilt, but not really. I'm not clever enough to figure out how to type it. Just trust me on this one.) What else? Amanda and I are so going on a RHPS world tour. All the lines that we're usually insanely early on, we got them dead on perfect. Except for the one about the table wine. Rijid has a stunt double. Or, so he claimed. Wop is Neat. Those were not my shoes, or my pants, I swear to God. My pants weren't quite that green when I took them off. Or maybe they were supposed to be more green. But since they were a perfect fit, I wore them anyway. Then Jake said the shoes really did look like shoes I'd wear, and really, whose else could they have been? Erin is one of my favorite people, ever. I told her this several times, and each time, she said, "No, you don't understand, I SUCK," and she sounded so cute and vulnerable that I loved her even more. Cigarettes last a lot longer if you don't light them. I was telling Jaime about how I wanted to clone myself so I could be everywhere at once, and I realized I was standing in the exact same place I'd been standing two years ago when I'd told Andy the same thing. Fuzzy. Fuzzy, I tell you! FUZZY!! I need a strobelight. Yes, I appreciate the inherent Neatness, but... Jaime finally got her underwear back on. Underwear is Neat. Then, Saturday, I was randomly insanely happy till about 8pm. That may be my favorite part about shrooms. You're stone cold sober, but in the best mood of your life the entire next day.
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