Friday night Robyn and I had a blast seeing Say Anything. I know it's kind of sad but I'm totally over opening bands. I have had to sit through so many awful ones so we planned to get there at 9:30 when we were told SA would be going on. We got there. Got a drink. Heard some slutty bitches talking about such grown up things in the bathroom. Seriously were we like that or are they just a different species.
Anywho we went to the balcony which I swear I never knew was there. Jammed to a few songs and then they played "Glory of Love" and Robyn and I both looked at each other and we're like "Let's go downstairs!" No one on the balcony was digging it. Just us. The rest of the show was fantastic. Drive home was nice filled with deep conversation about farts, bands selling out and I'm sure more ridiculously random things I was too tired to comprehend.
Saturday night went to a party but "pre-gamed" (woah first and last time I ever use the term "pre-game") at Hill and Johns and played Rock Band. John is so awesome that he bought a mic stand for the singer so you can play and sing at the same time. I am not so talented however I did pull out some rousing renditions of El Scorcho (twice. Once by myself and once to save Robyn because she didn't really know the song) and CrushCrushCrush by P.More which was amazing not only because I paid John a dollar to buy it off Xbox live but it was stuck in everyones head for the rest of the night.
Headed to Jimmy's Party! So fun. It was at him and Chris's new apt in Quincy and it's a really cute place complete with a smut room, funky attic and a closet under the stairs like in Harry Potter. The smut room is called the smut room because it totally looks like a porn could be filmed down there. Either that or one of those rooms you see on Forensic Files where criminals held there victims for months tied to a pole. Chris and Jimmy classed it up with a beer pong table and a chandelier from Ikea.
Pat had dreams of filming his penis fish documentary in there as well specifically using it for a lab where the mad scientist plans up his scheme to take over the world via penis fish. Read more about Pat's recount here. He is a better writer so his is a little better. Don't hate.
Jess and John got wasted and were both silly bitches. Jess peed in the lawn and got mad at Robyn because Robyn said something about a frozen vagina (yeah I don't get it either). After some randomness we finally made our way to go home. However John and I were still in the house chatting and everyone else was in the cars. I go to the cars and John automatically gets in the backseat of Robyns car and someone opens Robyns passenger door. Robyn starts yelling at me to shut the door so to keep her quiet I slam the door - on John's hand. Like really hard. As soon as I saw it shutting I went to grab it. It was probably shut on his hand for like .5 seconds but I can't get that out my mind. I feel awful. John had just prior thought we were in a fight and I keep telling him I'm not mad I'm not mad - and then I shut the door on his hand. Way to go Kristen. TOTALLY an accident. Awful.
Last stop at the night was McD's. 10 piece chic nugg for Pat and 10 piece select for Hill and John. But not before we waited in line for 30 minutes talking about the nickname Cuddles, Jess peeing and crying and i'm sure other absurdness.
All in all it was a great night! It was super exciting to see Jimmy, Chris, Lyd, Phil, Grace, and Alysee! Actually it was exciting to see everyone because all my bff's were in the same room and that happens oh maybe once a year. Phil also revealed to me he watches American Idol because he loves Brooke White on the pure fact that he thinks we look alike. Yes we're both blonde, blue eyes and complete spazzes. You be the judge. We also chatted about our future apartment for which I am already planning a party for.
Today woke up and cleaned and did a ton of laundry. Also cleaned my sheets,flipped my mattress and put my spring/summer duvet on (shut up!). Watched Grandma's Boy, Rock of Love, and Americas Next Top Model. Good day.
xo
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