Saturday: Settling In (The Real Post)

Well, Saturday was a day for getting things together in the apartment. We arranged the furniture the way we wanted it, got all the electronics set up, and tried to invite people out for a party.

In the meantime, I was going through some of my old clothes and found this:



It's a nightie (or whatever you call those things) that my friend Misty found in the laundry while I was living with her in 2003. She assumed it was mine and left it on my bed. I assumed she was making some sort of weird lesbian request of me and put it on her bed. Then we finally caught up with each other and neither one of us knew from whence it had come. So I kept it. The End.

I also found part of my senior prom outfit:



I was going to make a joke here about how those were the best prom-jeans ever, but I realized that it's not really funny. I think those gloves and the shoes (also in my closet, by the way) are the only thing that fits me of that prom outfit. The only other thing I wore was my dress. I figure 2 out of 3 ain't bad. Right?

Oh, the housewarming party? The housewarming party didn't happen. So we did what any couple would do when finding out that no one loves us enough to answer their phone, we went to the bar instead.





And then I said something that got misunderstood and I got upset because I was being misunderstood and it was one of those things where I was just drunk enough to not be able to stop crying once I got started so we had to leave. And go to Taco Bell.



You haven't truly lived until you've been drunk and unable to stop weeping while ordering your nachos. Trust me on this one.