saturday night kristi, wendy, and i brought a couple boys to a party in ypsilanti. before we went in we decided to get super high in kristi's car while listening to bob marley. upon our arrival, everyone expected us to be the life of the party (per usual). however, i was too high to talk, let alone dance.
the night consisted of us standing in dark corners while the djs played songs for us that they thought might coax us to dance. we didn't. the cops finally broke the party up and we ran for it. in hindsight, i'm feeling a little bad about my behavior. but i shouldn't feel responsible for being everybody's entertainment. since then i've heard that there is a collective belief that we were being super bitchy. whatever!
tonight we're going back to our favorite local haunt, babs. $12 mixed drink pitcher nights will have some good addition here tomorrow, i assure you.
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