First, all my mom has on her laptop is MS Paint so that is what I used to throw that arrow up there, and that’s why this photo now looks like shit.
Second, I thought that was my hand at first and I was all “Oh crap, how much did I drink?” then I realized it was Mills’ hand.
I have a lot more to update about this weekend…
Riding around with my parents after eating Piccadilly with my grandparents. I’m actually happier than I appear.
Parents know to buy Ginger Ale when I visit. <3
Heaven
The man. The myth. The legend.
Scenes of a meetup
I’m waiting for our table of 11… Sitting on a bench next to the men’s bathroom. It’s full but no one realizes that until they open the door and see what I’m assuming is 3 dudes peeing. It’s funny how they immediatly walk out of the bathroom.
It's like raaaaaaaining on your tumblr meetup day.
-Baton Rouge edition
Fuck! I have to pee!!!!!
Anticipation for tomorrow
Lacey: ok, so...how are we playing this thing tomorrow?Lacey: did you brush up on your chemistry?
Lacey: do you know all of your philosophers?
Lacey: what do you know about babies?
Erin: GOD! I saw that diagram WIll posted and just thought, shit, i guess me and lace will sit in the corner and talk about high school
Erin: BUT Nicki posted about her son farting, i can totally relate to that/her
1st ever Baton Rouge meetup! Please email me if you are attending since The Chimes will likely be crowded that night and I’ll need to reserve a big enough table.In addition to the first tiger tailgate of season, I will also be missing out on making BR Tumblr history (even though I was initially unsure about going altogether, because then people will know that I’m weird). I’m certain Lacey will take hilarious iPhone pics and Mills will post tons on Flickr, so I expect to be very jealous next week. That is, if I live through the MCAT Saturday without self-destructing, something that feels inevitable at the moment.
Sorry that you have to miss it. Looks like now it will just be me and Erin meeting Syd/Mills/Will/Nicki. Don’t get me wrong, that is super exciting and heavily anticipated. Hopefully they aren’t dicks IRL. :)
In case there is a new game show...
…that involves phoning a friend and having them come in and dig through a kiddie pool of snakes to find a key that unlocks a chamber filling with water that you are in - I may not be the best person to call. This is not just because of a fear of snakes, but when it comes to finding objects that are inside other objects - I fail everytime.
I just realized how bad my “digging in my purse for keys/chapstick/phone/etc” tactics are. I met Jake at a BBQ place and we both placed orders to go. We go to our separate cars and plan to meet at his apartment. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out his keys, unlocks his cars, and drives away. Meanwhile, I have been reaching in my purse the whole time still unable to locate my keys. I see him driving away and I fill with a sense of failure.
Seriously, I can help you out in plenty of other game shows and sitches, but we won’t be able to discuss this beforehand, so I need you to remember this. I. SUCK. AT. FINDING. THINGS.
Gchat was writing everything backwards:
Erin: ohtuo gnikaerf si tahc g ym dogErin: bsdrawkca
Erin: hhhhhhhhhha
Lacey: how are you doing that?
[refresh Gmail]
Erin: everything i was typing was coming up backwards
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Either her chat was freaking out, or she's WAYY early with her April fool's joke.
GPOYW - We went to the Blanton Museum of Art on UT’s Campus. That is a ridiculous amount of pennies!
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