Joey's cookie party

So I drove down to SD yesterday to visit Joey and her friends for her annual cookie party. It was really fun! I drove down in my mother's Honda Accord Hybrid, and lemme tell ya. It is one sweet car. There's GPS system, so I didn't die from getting lost and shot at. And it handles soooo smoothly. And... AND, I got to SD and back on less than half a tank of gas. In a 6 cylinder car. OH MY GOD, isn't that FUCKING beautiful. If everyone drove a hybrid, we wouldn't have a gas shortage. Stupid hummers.

tangent: What the hell are hybrid hummers? WHat's the damn point of the thing? It's like a car for A) poser environmentalists or B) people who like oxymorons

ANYway, it was a really pretty drive. And the sound system was pretty good, so I pretended to be cool (pronounced coo') and listened to rap. Then I realized that I was a preppy kid from the suburbs who is driving her mom's car, then I promptly felt like a psoer, so I listened to some punk rock instead. Yeah, it was the good kind of solitude. I ate chips and drank doctor pepper, I felt like a redneck somehow...

So I got there, and it was really really cool. I got acquainted with joey's room, we hung out and here are some highlights.
1. Eggnog with gin
2. CRAAAZY punch
3. good cookies
4. omg good mexican food that latoya drove us to. there's POTATOES in the burritos. GENIUS. Carbs plus more carbs = fat + FINE CUISINE
5. I met Joey's friends, half of whom I know already, but they were all really cool. Me and Cassie (i apologize dearly for spelling errors) made a child of dough. It's a hermaphrodite. ANd we're really openminded parents, so we let it keep its boobs and its testicles. And gave it plastic surgery. But I'm not paying for no child support.
6. Travis' brother looks exactly like him.
7. We went to a porn shop, and they had Debby does Dallas. There was also a playboy with my high school classmate in it. That was fun. We looked at dildos, and I slapped latoya in the face with a penis. But not a real penis. A plastic one.
8. We went into a another porn shop, and Joey got shocked with an electric fly swatter. She's still mad about that.

I drove back, and really had to pee when I got back. So I did. The end.

My friends from way back when (the Taiwan days, yo) are here to visit. We rented an assload of movies and are gunna overdose on them.

You know, I realized something someone has once said to me.

"When you don't feel the need to talk about something anymore, that's when you know it's ok for you to talk about it."

It's alright - everything is cool.

I'm still a loser though; don't get the wrong idea.