Drew and I got to the Atlantic/Pacific stop around six, there were driving complications picking Drew up (Jill and I did our usual affectionate spiel of ‘Why did we invite him?!?”), and then we got lost/stuck in traffic and getting to the movie theater took forever.
But we got there, just in time for the start of Snakes on a Plane. Now, when I first saw that there was going to be a movie Snakes on a Plane, I knew I HAD to see it because it’s, well, snakes on a plane. But the thing is, snakes sqwick me out. Plus, I am a total baby about anything vaguely suspenseful. I either shield my eyes or buried my face in Drew’s shoulder (Drew is such a good fake boyfriend! He also bought me popcorn!) for a good part of the movie. I was a little shaky afterwards. Seeing that movie was a big mistake, because I also had nightmares. Just thinking about it freaks me out. That aside, Samuel L. Jackson rules.
The hurricane was still going when we left, so we got soaked and Jill had the heater on in the car and we made it to Three Jolly Pidgeons.
Pizza. Long story involving text messaging. Toasting to long story involving text messaging and making wagers. Bonding. INSANE amount of bonding and more toasting. Most of our conversation centered on relationships/dating/love, you know, those happy fun subjects. Miraculously no one wound up depressed. Although Jill said it best “Relationships are garbage. And love is like the gum you step in and than you like “fuck.”” Is it any wonder that this girl is my hero?
I want to write about this, but there are no words. I love “us” – the three of us have made it a great summer. I may edit this later to be more eloquent. For now, a list:
I am taking notes on my personal conversations
-Drew is bamboozled
-toasting to text messaging pitifullness
-Idiot Lion Cub Boy
-Take the money and run
-Losers Club
- MUSH!
-Wolves with wheels
-TROY
-Skipping
-Drew named his pet bird “T-Rex”
-”I wanna pet a T-rex” – Jill-IAN
-Toasting to bonding
-WINNING
Good shoes should fit
