After seeing "The Incredibles" for the third time with Hulio, Nack, and Joinkers, we all went back to my house to wait for their parents to come and drag them home. Joinkers left first, and Nack left after, like, 15 minutes and THEN it was just ME and HULIO.
It's good, though, 'cause we needed some "alone time" anyway. We played an erotic (not) game of "SORRY!" while listening to my mother gloat about how she likes Ben Affleck because he's hot and watching "Jersey Girl". It's funny how my parents have a strong enough relationship to be okay with the other telling everyone of how they think all these people are hot.
Yeah. Anyway, after a while, Hulio left. And after THAT, at about 9, I was off to Lindso's, where Gawk and Lindso herself were to be awaiting my arrival.
I stepped out of the car and stood in front of the window that looks into their kitchen table, where the duo was drinking and eating and having a jolly time. After a few seconds, Lindso looked at me and jumped up to open the door. GAWK, on the other hand, looked around, apparently very confused. When she looked out the window and saw me peering in with a serious look, Gawk shrieked and jerked out of her chair.
I... have that kind of effect on people... :shock:
The rest of the night was a similar atmosphere. We spent about two hours playing dress-up, forcing Gawk to wear a skirt that went higher than her knees and watching as Lindso touched herself in front of her mirror. While Lindso was flaunting herself in front of us, I attempted to kick her, injuring my big toe in the process. According to Father, the chiro, my pain and injury isn't going to go away for another year.
I thought he was kidding.
But.... he.... wasn't....... :?
After playing dress-up, we gathered all of the Zehner make-up and I proceeded to make Lindso and Gawk look like prostitutes. I did Lindso first. And while I was coloring Gawk's face with eyeliner, Lindso was literally attacking her with blush. ("Lindso, does this look okay?" "No, she needs more blush." "Okay... how about now?" "MORE BLUSH!") In the end, Gawk's face looked exceptionally purty. But... there was just one flaw.....
"I think I put too much blush on you, Gawk."
Oh, I love Lindsey.
It's funny. 'Cause when Gail and Lindso attempted to make me look like a whore, it looked the same as when I do the make-up myself. I wonder what THAT says about my morals.
After the Prostitute make-overs, we sat down on the couch and watched Mean Girls, as Lindso periodically got pulled out of the room to be lectured by her mother for using her make-up and leaving a trail of crap where ever she goes.
We fell asleep at like 2:30 AM and woke up at 10:45. It took an hour to get us out of bed, though.
Later on, Gawk, Lindso and Lauren (Yes, they're TWINS) and I went to the mall. I can't really remember what we did there, but I DO remember spending like 45 minutes in Victoria Secret, spraying ourselves with strong smelling perfumes, being pampered by Victoria Secret employees, and taking advantage of the testers.
I smell like Victoria Secret now.
It smells good. I gotta get me soma that BLUSH.
Well... no... it's not technically BLUSH. It's shimmer. :roll:
Anyway. I can't believe it's not Christmas yet. Cause it sure as hell feels like it, with the Christmas tree up and the Christmas Sales at the mall.
I've made the living room couch my new hang-out, because from HERE, I can stare at the tree and my father's hilarious Santa Claus Christmas ornaments.
Why the hell are there pears on the tree...?
I think this has been my longest post yet.
Gosh, I don't want to go to school tomorrow. :cry:
Cedar Crap is such a screwed up school. It's.. funny...
Okay. Well I suppose I'll conclude with this:
.. This smiley is taking a dump! :x
...... I love you.......... :wink:
posted by: lawngnome (reply)
post date: 11.14.04 (6:47 pm)
An interesting life you have going. :)
Design suggestion: Your text is hard to read against that background, especually because the background has text.... and of course the checkerboard pattern of it. I would suggest trying to darken the image a little bit.
