||[May. 22nd, 2005|07:12 pm]
MISH MONAY PENNAY
|||||b-52s: private idaho||]|
i love salem.
we didn't do a lot really last night, just stayed in the motel and drank. jenn got a little buzzed, my mom didn't drink at all [she thinks she might be pregnant], but i got shitfaced.
we had a six pack of green apple smirnoff twists [i had three or four?], a bottle of peach schnapps [i drank nearly half], and two shot bottles of tequila that are yet to be drank.
we played some cards and ate pizza, and we played bullshit for peach shots... i called false bullshit a lot because i wanted to catch jenn and have HER take shots, but she was always so fucking HONEST that i ended up with nearly the whole deck of cards and so many shots in my system. just about the funniest quote of the night came when i got frustrated with playing... i was so drunk and just go, "i don't want to play anymore.. this game is all about trust and i'm skeevy of you lying bitches" hahahah!
another funny thing is when i was talking to jenn about rice crispy treats and i go, "didn't they make those out of life cereal too, as a snack? ...oh wait, that's milk-n-cereal bars"
during the day we watched the money pit, and so last night in my drunken slumber i had a really fucked up dream.
shea lived in the house from the money pit, yet it was a lot bigger and had like four floors with crazy fancy staircases. the neighbor was a woman and had a daughter, and kept stealing cars from shea's family..and i was over the house and shea told me to watch my car. i'm looking out the window and the lady's going near it, and instead of blocking her i run up staircases to get shea......that dream sort of ended there, but then i had a second one that made me wake up wanting to kill him.
in the dream i was in a food store simliar to stew leonard's- in the way that it had a maze-like layout to it. i'm buying up shit, and meet up with shea. he's doing that german thigh slapping dance, and i ask him why he's doing it [while highly amused], and he tells me he was practicing for when he goes to germany for six months. I go, "you never told me about that! when's that?" in a worried tone... he tells me, "in nine days."
i ran away sobbing because  he never mentioned it before and i felt like he didn't even care enough about me to mention it and  being away for six months would wreck the relationship. i think.
after crying, in my dream i see jenn. i tell her to go with me and i was going to find him again to beat him up for being an uncaring bastard, but then i woke up.
jenn told me i was moaning a lot in my sleep, and thought i was hurt.
i didn't want that to happen, i wish i could've slept quietly..that's what happens when i drink and sleep.
i didn't take many pictures, i've really been good with that lately, it's weird. i took random pictures of things outside the car though.
i guess my little addiction to taking pictures of everyone and everything is dying down..that's a good thing.