damn, there are a lot of people with hangovers today, my economics class had a grand total of 21 students. and our prof wasn't mentally there, though he never really is.

so, yesterday. melissa had asked me to go and do a bunch of stuff with her. but i wanted to go out and party, and since she doesn't drink (and "neither do i"), i decided to see what marilyn was doing and go with her. we planned on going to the party here in one of the buildings with the tim horton's. there was going to be drinking, music, video dances, rituals, and the slaughtering of some innocent pumpkins. instead, we decided on going to a club, since it was free admission.

i started brewing some of my kick-ass chili, while kids came trick-or-treating. we didn't buy anything because we thought we really wouldn't have any kids coming (this is a dead-end street on the edge of town). so we ended up using the halloween candy/chips we had bought for ourselves as junk food. by 7:00, we were all out, and the kids just kept coming. i put a sign up on the door that we were out of candy, but they decided to abuse our doorbell anyway. a bunch of older kids decided to try and pound the door down. ugh, talk about annoying.

marilyn put make-up on her face to look like a cat, and i didn't bother with any of it. we went for the club around 11:00, and i had a class at 8:30 this morning, so i knew i wouldn't drink. besides, i don't drink anyway right? marilyn got in for free, but since i wasn't in costume, i had to pay a cover charge. it sucked because marilyn just had eyeliner on her face! and since it was her last night in the apartment, she insisted i drink with her. so i did. after three drinks, one of them being smothered in alcohol, i ran out of money. 30 freaking bucks. and on top of that, i wasn't even drunk, just feeling pretty good. yes, i'm a cheap drunk, but i can count the total number of times i've been drunk on one hand. and i'm allergic to alcohol. we found out that bif naked is coming here this month, and marilyn practically had a heart attack since she loves her and all. so now i have to go to that with her. but i've never seen any "famous" bands/signers before, so i don't mind. anyway.

she was getting pretty hyper and drunk, and wanted to dance. i didn't, and she got pissed off at me. she literally crossed her arms and refused to listen to anything i was talking about, and she made me feel like crap. she said if i didn't dance, she would be mad at me forever. so what. we went to the bathroom one last time, where this drunk raver-type girl came up to me and asked if i was in her humanities class. it was crystal. she was freaked that i knew her name and then asked mine, and we left.

our cab driver was stoned. ugh.

i came home, and was feeling a bit tipsy, and didn't want to sleep even if it was 1 a.m. and i had to get up at 6:30. marilyn hogged the phone, so eventually i just went to bed.

and now no one is here, not even melissa. but she has to go and pawn stuff to pay for her rent. poor thing. i think i'm going to go and find krissy though, i'll explain things a bit more later.

happy november.

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