It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door

I had a very nice evening.

Greg and I hung out at Tino's for a bit. We watched a movie called Thirteen. It was pretty fucked up. The camera angles bothered me at first, but the tumbling and the use of light and colour grew on me eventually, especially in the drunk/drugged up scenes. You don't notice that the latter half of the film is in icy colours until the very last scene, where it changes back to warmer tones. I liked that. I liked the movie. It was very decent.

Um, we watched an episode of In Treatment together, which I enjoyed somewhat, and spent a couple hours rotting in front of Family Guy. I straightened his hair, he straightened mine, we ate cookies and I drank diet coke. Lots of cuddling and gayness. <3

I finally just lost my temper with Becky. I mean, I am trying to do what Greg and Tony want me to do, to let the past go and go on with my life (he apologized, by the way, in an EXTREMELY adult fashion of which I was impressed and very grateful. I don't dislike him anymore, I actually think he's a decent person.), but god DAMN it does that whore piss me off. I can't stand people who fake personality. I can't stand people who try to buy friends. And most of all, I fucking HATE girls who, after a breakup, whore themselves around the crew until one of the single boys makes the unfortunate decision of attachment. She needs so desperately to be in a relationship that she'll take ANYONE and say "I love you" within three days.

Dumb. Bitch.

And then she's pretending to be all cutesy on Facebook. "Oh me? I HIDE from cameras! Little old innocent me! Tee hee!" -.- Bull. Shit. So I called her out on her flagrant act and told her to stop pretending to be modest when she obviously isn't. I kind of regret that now, but only because I don't want it to turn into a huge drama fest.

But damn it, I can dislike whoever the fuck I want.

I'm going to read more It and go to sleep now. Goodnight.

Me: I'm SO FUCKING PUMPED for the new Tarantino movie.
Greg: I'm not. At all.
Me: WHY?! Tarantino's take on an aspect of WORLD WAR II, are you fucking kidding me, it's going to be AMAZING.
Greg: No it's not, it's going to be stupid. They aren't going to take it seriously.
Me: What...?
Greg: He's going to make fun of the war. War movies need to be serious.
Me: It's not MAKING FUN of war, honey, it's black humour. Are you saying that M*A*S*H is stupid? That Catch-22 was stupid? That's Tarantino's way. You were laughing at the OD scene in Pulp Fiction, weren't you? ODing is NOT funny, generally, right?
Greg: I'm telling you, man, veterans are going to be pissed.
Me: They're all DEAD.
Greg: No they're not!
Me: World War II vets, are you serious? Highly doubt that there are enough of them alive still to make a fuss over a little black humour. Nam vets, yeah, but WWII vets?
Greg: What's wrong with you? You have no respect for your freedom.
Me: I do SO have respect for my freedom. My grandfather was a badass. He went back and forth to Normandy saving the wounded until he got nailed with sharpnel. I just happen to think Tarantino's a badass too.
Greg: You could be speaking German right now.
Me: So? I happen to think German is a very sexy language.
Greg: Well...actually...you're Italian. You'd be good.
Me: Damn straight.

Well, here's what my weekend was like.

Friday we headed up to Quincy for this party, and I was a little skeptical because I didn't know anyone besides Greg and Ian. It ended up being a really good time, though. The guy who was throwing the party and his crew turned out to all be huge stoners--like total pot coneisseurs(sp), and they were seriously the coolest people I've met in a really long time. I learned a lot from them and it was just a really chill, drama-free night. The girls who were there were really nice and down-to-earth. I offered them all a pipe, so they offered me a hit, and I got pretty high pretty quickly. Consequently, I was conked out on the couch for a good hour or so, but once Greg and Ian got back from picking up Heather from work, I sobered up a bit. We threw on Shaun of the Dead, and we saw this carpet on the T.V that looked like a waffle in one scene, so naturally we decided that we wanted waffles.

Insert an hour of Greg and I driving around Quincy and trying to find the iHop, singing our hearts out to Stairway to Heaven. We finally get there, and it's closed, so what does my boyfriend do? Throw a bitch fit of course. Take a piss all over the side of the building, of course. Thankfully I was sober enough to notice that someone was approaching the window directly above where the deed was being done, and was able to get him to holster his gun and run back to the truck with me. We were both laughing like mad, and ended up getting McDonald's nuggets once back in Stoughton. Fun times.

Saturday was relatively uneventful. I recovered from my hangover and dicked around with my guitar for awhile. After studying the tab, I was able to learn the intro to Disenchanted. <3 Guitar is a whole lot easier for me now that Jake explained the elements in a way that I understand. When my dad tried to teach me how it's done, it was just like "here, watch me and do this" in combination with him randomly going off-topic to play Hell's Bells 0.o Wheras Jake actually explained which strings played what and how to, you know, READ A FUCKING TAB.

I hung at Greg's for a little while Saturday night, and we didn't really do anything besides cuddle and be gay. Greg had two salad moments. Allow me to explain.

He just bought a GameCube so he can play RE4 Mercenaries, and the system is located on top of his XBox. I was putting RE5 back in its case, and proceeded to put the case on top of the GameCube.

Which is when I notice that Greg's....staring at it.

Me: What are you looking at?
Greg: *distracted voice* It um. It. Doesn't go there.
Me: Um...0_o;
Greg: Never mind. Doesn't bother me.

We then proceed to go back to watching television. I notice he's looking at the case. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, he then proceeds to gets up, and moves the case to the "special crevice". Wow. OCD.

Later, around 2AM, we're both fucking exhausted, and getting into this obnoxious tickle fight. I need to go home, so I start getting dressed, but he's half asleep on the bed, curling. I do what I can to rouse him.

Me: Greg.
Greg: Unh.
Me: Lovie. Get up.
Greg: Murf. *rolls over*
Me: Honey, come on. Wakie wakie, eggs and bakie--
Greg: *like a toddler* NO!
Me: 0.o;
Greg: NO BACON, FRENCH TOAST!!!!!
Me: ..............honey-
Greg: Waffles. No bacon. *gets up like everything's totally normal*
Me: o.o;

Sunday, hem, Easter, I went to go have dinner with Greg's family as my fam celebrates Greek Easter and we never do anything on the actual date. It was such a nice time. All of his relatives are so informal, friendly, and welcoming. His grandmother was full of friendly chatter and told me I ought to model. She even joked about her own senility. XD His aunt was lovely to be around as well. I complimented her meal and she looked at me and went "Oh, so this one's into politics, huh? Greg, tell her how bad of a cook I am."

XD

I actually had a conversation with Greg's mom as well. She invited me outside to have a cigarette with her and made a genuine effort to get to know what my family's like and told me all about hers. So maybe she doesn't hate me? I mean, she DID invite me along today. I don't know.

I'm jealous of Greg's relationship with his cousins. They're all around the same age so they grew up close-knit and took vacations together growing up. All of my cousins are still babies. Literally! Gah, and we call ourselves Italians!!!

After the luncheon, we headed back to his house. He started playing RE4, and while he did, I totally ignored him to dick around on HC. :D

Um, later we watched Repo! and I noticed a few more things.

• The victim in "Night Surgeon" is really rather good looking. I'd hit that.
  
• At the very beginning of the movie, when the doctor brings that info to Rotti, the henchgirls cock shotguns. Yet...two seconds later...the shotguns are gone. We don't talk about that, do we?
  
• Dancers are definitely recycled. The dope brunette that I love in "Mark it Up" is definitely the SurGen in the surgery scene at the festival with Pavi. She's also the lead dancer in "Op'ra Shit". Lulz...
  
• Ummm Graverobber whispers something in Shilo's ear that makes her cringe in Zydrate Anatomy. It's during the "It's pure...it's clean...it's pure..." bit. I forget what it was, though...
  

Also, after the movie Greg did something really cute/gay. I was curled up against the wall and wrapped up in blankets, and he slithered over to me, wrapped his arms around me, and sang "We will always have each other, in our time of need...Ashley, you're the world to me." <3 Just like from Repo! Except he used MY name instead of Shilo's. :D

Anyways, I'm gonna go listen to the Pet Shop Boys and wave a rainbow-colored flag around now mmmkay? Yarrr...

Okay, so yesterday I experienced the most romantic moment of my life.

Nick and Alex showed us these hobo trails up Blue Hills. They're off the main path, so there's no pavement anywhere that way. It was an extremely difficult climb because it was 75% straight uphill with rocks everywhere, and considering that I'm a smoker and didn't stretch before we started the hike, I was in brutal agony before we even made it halfway up. However, once we made it to the pre-designated "chill spot" that Alex had scoped out, it was DAMN well worth it. Not even going to describe how beautiful it was up there, because I think the pictures I took did it justice. The view was SPECTACULAR. We made it right when daylight was dying, and the sunlight shone like tarnished gold through the trees.

The four of us passed a blunt around and smoked it right there on the overlook. It was really good weed, so I got high really fast and was positively entranced by the beauty and splendour of the place. It was the PERFECT spot to chill and smoke. However, it wasn't too long before I got stupid.

Example:

Me: *as Lenny is tossing his empty nip on the forest floor* I just had a thought.
Alex: Yeah?
Me: You know how you're walking in the woods and you find bottles and cigarette butts?
Alex: ...Yeah?
Me: We're TOTALLY the people who leave the bottles and cigarette butts!


We chilled for a good long while up there, but then came the time for the climb down.

Oh. Shit.

Has anyone tried to do ANY kind of strenuous activity when they're high? Because I hadn't before yesterday and I don't think that climbing down a fucking MOUNTAIN was a good place to start! It was SO ROCKY on the way down, and I was positively fucking horrified that I would slip and break my head open. Everything was wobbling and I was under the impression that the rocks were moving away from my feet.

I got so scared that at one particularly perilous crag that I had to scoot on my butt because I was dead convinced I would fall. Alex recorded it. It's probably going to end up on Facebook. Oh well.

There was another point where we had to go UP to get DOWN, and there was legit NO solid ground. It was ALL ROCKS. I was so scared that I could not move. Greg was looking at the incline and commented that if someone were to fall, they'd in all likelihood die, and it freaked me out so bad that I just didn't even want to climb. He had to help me up. Haha.

We finally made it out of the woods (lol) and Greg and I rocked the fuck out to Jimi Hendrix as we drove around looking for a place to get dinner. We went to that cute pizza place in Randolph, but it was SO BUSY we HAD to leave. And then we went to Viet Grill, but it was closed for vacation! I felt like we were on a White Castle quest for food! Chinatown was open, so we went there, and I got so much food. The tidbits platter. And I ate almost all of it.

On the way to get alcohol, we were listening to Sublime (which is actually good music when you're high, I've come to realize) and we had a legit Yo Mama Fight. Not even kidding. We got into it, too. We were really so stoned that we had a legitimate Yo Mama Fight.

Um, Jake's practice space, dicking around, they were all drunk and made one good improv song, and the other was just....fail.

I'm taking Greg to get the caterpillers his eyebrows did today :D

Also, text me, lovelies!

New phone # is 1-781-408-9675

So I had a really nice night tonight. I went over Ian's house and while the boys hung out in the living room watching Dir en Grey PVs, I chatted with Ian's mom. She's a really nice lady and I legitimately enjoyed her company. ^^ We sat in the kitchen and she taught Ian's sister's friend and I all about the different kinds of ulcers that people can get, like necrotic tissue, which forms over ulcers that are called undefineable. (due to the fact that you can't tell how deep the wound goes under the dead flesh.) It was fascinating. I could never be a nurse like her, but I really enjoyed learning about all the stuff. We had nice conversations about stuff and she teased Greg for not paying attentiont to me, even though I'm the one that dipped out on him this time, lol. ("*I* love your girlfriend more than you do! -.- Greg: O_O;;;)

I find it odd that I get on so well with adults, I really do. Oh, well.

We also watched Yucko the Clown which was not funny at all. And I wore Greg's coat. Yay. XD

My brother and I just found every single Mortal Kombat fatality on YouTube and watched them all. No life, no life, falalalalala...

Tonight, Greg took me to a bar to eat dinner. It took us forever to find the place (as he wasn't entirely sure where it was located) but by the time we got there it was well worth it. The pizza was so good. Way better than Town Spa. We giggled a lot over our meal and were ogling the cute bartender together. :)

When we got back to his house we had really, super, amazing sex that totally wore me out, and he wrote me a really sweet and thoughtful note. We watched I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry and I was touched...it really was a cute little movie. :D

Also, he gave me a hat, a belt, and a lighter. I love randomly foraging through his closet and getting to keep little...trinkets.

Mmmm.

That's all. :)

So some stupid fucking twat on 100variations doesn't know how to use an LJ cut and her icons are spamming my FL. *HISS*

Also, my father is a retard. We should have never told him that it's possible to watch movies online, because every time he finds one of his shows and it doesn't load/he's running it through a site that runs commercials on the broadcast, he FLIPS. Not only that, but he blames the computer. ("EVERY TIME I go to use this fucking thing it dies on me. ASSSHHHLEEEEYYY???? What is this LIVEJOURNAL shit? How come I'm not on Yahoo!? Me: ...Dad, that's my homepage. As you failed to log out of my account, it's going to load that for the browser. If you want Yahoo!, just type it in. Dad: Well I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO! How do I get off of your shit!? Me: *seething* Click the button that says "shut down" A drop-down menu should come up-- Dad: "Other users are logged in?" *clicks the button that shuts down the computer entirely* HOW COME IT SHUT DOWN? Is there a VIRUS? Me: ...)

Not only that, but BECAUSE he can't figure out how to switch users, I now have the Google taskbar installed, along with Yahoo! games like Yahtzee on my desktop. -_- I don't think he knows what the hell he downloads. This is why I have to fix the fucking computer every time I come home from not living here for a bit. *growls* So frustrating.

Isadora has yet to be Sorted. Is it really that hard?

Going out did make me feel better. I now know what it's like for a boy to go Christmas shopping. Greg legit bought a giftcard for EACH of his family members. It took us 45 minutes just to do that because the traffic was so bad. I picked out these cute little stockings to put the cards in...he was going to buy these ridiculous paper bags and stuff them with tissue/put the gift cards inside.

Men.

Men and their lack of decorative flair.

Thank God I was there to help his struggling ass :P

I can't spell tonight.

Also, I beat Castlevania. My score owned.

Surprisingly enough, I had a nice conversation with his mom tonight, too. (without peeing my pants from fear.) I helped her pick out a restaurant gift card for Greg (His family REALLY goes for gift cards O_O) and she asked me to help her cook.

*SHOCK*

I honestly don't know what to make of her. I fluctuate severely between outright dislike towards her (within good reason) and a genuine desire for her to warm up to me. Maybe she's learning that I'm not going anywhere? I don't know. I mean if Greg and I get married someday I don't want our life to consist of "your parents on Christmas and my parents on Thanksgiving." I want to like my mother in law.

I don't know what to think. All I know is that Greg has started wearing torn bluejeans rather than his black ones and he walked around shirtless for a bit earlier. *____* I drooled. And begged him to wear a temporary tattoo on his...lines. You know what I'm talking about, ladies? Those lines. I love those lines. They turn me on, as do hands.


I really am a sick fuck, aren't I?

And my father just walked in on my singing my heart out to this song. *blush*

E-I think I found the song I've been looking for, and this is it.

In the summer, at Gabby's after-prom party, Jake showed up strumming his acoustic and singing Nirvana songs. He sat by the bonfire and played for us. It was a great experience, very hippie. Consequently, I have desired to do the same at a party, and have decided that someday, I will play and sing The Islander for my friends. I think it's perfect. Tuomas wanted it to be a song that tells a story, one that's by a campfire. That was the whole point of Nightwish, after all.

Greg bought me Castlevania on his XBox!

I spent hours playing it last night. Took a brief respite to eat the wildberry toaster strudels that he made for me, but then went right back into it.

We both yelled at the corner guards when I made it into the Chapel. <3

I had to explain to him about how flipping the television upside-down won't help you at all when you get to the reverse castle. xD Also chattered quite amicably about how there are several Silmarillion references in the game <3

I've made it my personal goal to beat Ryan's score, and I'm going to, damn it. Give me a week or so, I'll have all those achievements unlocked. ^_^

Greg was also judging the fact that I know every secret room in the castle. O_O And what's more, that I wasn't even thinking about opening them...

I cursed like a sailor whenever I ran into a flea armour (HATE THOSE FUCKING THINGS) and giggled manically when I was able to use the stopwatch on them. HeHEEE!

He was all getting into the plot, too. "Wait, RICHTER? I thought he was a GOOD guy!"

*laughs* I love popping SotN cherries, yisido.

Me: Do you think I'm crazy?
Greg: Well...
Me: Hmm?
Greg: You're my crazy girl.
Me: I'm gonna remember that for the rest of my life. Those four words.
Greg: I hope you will.

My life may be going to hell, but that's all I needed.

I had a very nice weekend.

Saturday, Lisa went and cooked a wonderful stir-fry dinner for Chris, Greg and I. After we ate, she and Chris went up to Friendly's and made everyone ice creams for dessert. Greg and I then played hide-and-seek around the condo (yes, I know, mature.) and when she came back, Chris and Greg went out on a packie run. Lisa and I sat in my living room eating cherries and laughing like thirteen-year-olds...

When the boys came back, we played the most epic game of Kings EVER.

Some memorable quotes.

*while playing Bust-A-Rhyme*

Chris: I fry my bacon in a pan.
Lisa: ...I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan!
Everyone: ROTFLOL.

Greg: The category is "punk bands". Sex Pistols.
Chris: The Ramones.
Lisa: Sex Pistols.
Me: *drunk* ........The Strokes?
All: .......*judges, then laughs*

So everyone left, and I went to sleep, only to wake a few hours later to my roommate and her girlfriend drunkenly feeding the cats leftover stir-fry 0.o.

Sunday...my anniversary. Greg and I didn't really do anything, though, but that was just fine. We laid around and watched Vacancy (I thought it was horrifying, he thought it was stupid) and diddled. Lots. Seriously devoted like eight hours to sexual activity. :D And then Mike called and told us that the Korean place finally opened and was having a free food grand opening day, so we enjoyed a free buffet of sushi and steamed white rice. The sushi was excellent. And we got special treatment because Greg's friend worked there. ^_^ Even if they were out of diet coke and I had to drink regular (gross.)

So I'm not working today and I wish I was *twiddles thumbs* Nothing to do. =[ *sad Ashe*

Greg showed me Boogiepop Phantom. So many people have recommended it to me, but...I hated it. It's hard to follow. It's slow. I don't understand it (maybe I'm stupid) and the art isn't all that impressive, either. :-/ I sat there thinking "Huh?" the whole time, and also, that BELL *grits her teeth* Annoying.

I wasn't really paying attention, either, because he kept undressing me/giving me hickeys xDD

( So we had sex for like three hours instead. )

We had a nice dinner at South Garden afterwards. I said "Good night, sweet prince, may flights of angels sing thee to thy rest" as a parting shot, and he smiled a lot and blushed really hard. I explained to him what the context was when Horatio says that in Hamlet and he was really miffed because he didn't realize that it was related to death. (but I'm convincing him to read the comic version of the play, since he now knows about the incest controversy of the era/Ophelia's madness/circumstances of the Prince's demise and he was really interested. Word.)

Also, everyone, my boyfriend is a pretty DAMN good artist. O_O Saw his old art portfolio and I was like "Damn." WAY better than me.

So tomorrow night we're celebrating Deb's birthday by going to Club Hell and I've never been clubbing before, ever. Nervous. O_O Should be a good time, though.

So yesterday was a really, really great day.

Greg and I went to the mall and ran into Deb. I was pumped because I hadn't seen her in a long time, but then her and Greg started talking about stuff they used to do before he met me and it was kind of awkward...I kind of felt like a third wheel. But that was only for like five seconds.

I thought I was in for a night of trailing behind them in silence because Deb and Erin (cunt) are really close friends, but that didn't happen ONCE. Deb seriously went out of her way to make me feel included. She even said that I was way cooler than any of Greg's ex girlfriends (um, SCORE motherfucker.)

We wandered through Boston for a really long time, and that was win. We stopped in the Garage Mall and I wanted to look in the little shop that has hand-carved body jewelry, and while I was looking at the nipple rings, Greg snuck up behind me and was like "Pick out something you like."

Well, all of that jewelry is REALLY expensive (I think I remember Lisa paying $80 for a pair of bone-carved gauges once) so I kind of cringed and told HIM to pick something, as he's the only one SEEING my nipple rings. So we debated for awhile as to what gauge my nipple rings actually ARE (I deducted 12-16) and eventually Greg picked out these really shiny black crescents that looked like dark moons. I thought they were gorgeous, but they were like $24 EACH (not pair, EACH) so I wouldn't let him buy them for me.

We decided to go home and get some food, and on the train, we talked about how we need to go to Club Hell soon. Me and Deb yelled at Greg until he agreed to dance with us at least once xDD THEN he would be allowed to mood in a corner and drink martinis.

Greg got this Hellsing DVD, but it had a bunch of ads in it, so he gave them to me xD I then gave one back to him with a Sharpie and told him to write me a letter. I didn't think he'd do it...I was talking to Deb about something, but then he handed me the paper, and this is what it said:

Dear Ashe,

I love the way you make me smile when times are tough.

Love, Greg

I almost cried. I jumped on him xD

Then we went out to eat, and we ate a LOT of food @_@ I had scallion pancakes for the first time. And we were treated as equals in an Asian restaurant because Deb ordered in Chinese. I was like "WOW bilingual coool" ^_^

And then I came home xD

( Just when I think I've gotten him figured out, he goes and pulls something like this and I feel like complete trash for being angry at him (TMI) )

We also watched the whole Elfen Lied series which was REALLY FUCKING GOOD. It was way better than I thought it would be...I was in fact very impressed by it. It was dark, sad, and funny, but it also legitimately disturbed me in some ways (Dog. 'Nuff said.)

Cosplay ideas a-blooming.

I'm bushed. Gonna do situps and sleep.

( The part where Ashe talks about the great sex she had today. )

Um, rabble, we went to his house and watched Interview with the Vampire. It was the first time he saw it, and he liked it a lot, but I kept squealing over Armand and calling Louis a little emo-child vampire, and he didn't understand me babbling about Anne Rice, so I felt really bad by the time the movie was over, lol. He's addicted, though, and wants to watch Queen of the Damned next. ^_^

We dicked around for awhile, and I went to straddle him and he accidentally kneed me in the vagina.

Me: *whimpering in pain*
Greg: *staring, trying not to laugh* Did...did I just...honey did I just cunt punt you?
Both: .....*LOL*

We went to McDonald's and the lady messed up his burger, so he got really pissed and threw it in the parking lot xD And then he drove me home, and here I am.

Ahh. Good day xDDD

Yesterday was a good day ^_^

Hung out with Greg and Mike, and we went to Best Buy. Mike and I were talking to Durrell, so Greg kind of slithered off. This resulted in Mike and I sauntering throughout the store shouting his various nicknames at the top of our lungs. ("GAAAZ!! DARLING TUBE! SEX MACHINE????) We finally found him in the movie section xD

Um, rabble, went back to Mike's place and watched a few Hell Girl episodes, and then we went on an adventure to get food that resulted in us ending up back at my place because my boyfriend is bloody indecisive. I cooked Mike an omlette and that was funny...Greg and I got into a shredded cheese fight because we're children like that. xD Anyways, I didn't fail at cooking for once and it actually came out GOOD (or so he said) so that pleased me for the rest of the evening.

We went to papa gino's because Greg decided he wanted pasta, and that was so much fun. We were the only ones there and I had one of those bank lollipops, so I was teasing them both by pretending to sensually lick it xD Then, Greg and I danced to 90's music, which is more proof that we're Squall and Rinoa...

Anyways, I came back home and I got an idea for a painting at like two in the morning. It's based off of the Misfits song "She". I'm a strange child, so it's going to be the profile of a "daddy's girl" dressed in pink or pale blue. The top of the canvas is like the bottom half of her head...you can only see her smiling lips. She will of course be carrying a machine gun in one hand, and there will be blood splatters on her dress that spell the word "s-h-e". I'll give it to Greg when I'm finished with it, I think, if it comes out nice.

I have a headache X_X

...I lived at Greg's house for two days.

O_O

Day before yesterday, there was some serious drama with Mike and his girlfriend/baby mama/whatever, so we basically ditched him after he threatened to belt Greg in the face. We went back, I slept over his house, and it was amaaaziiiing. We lazed around his house for a good half of the day on Friday, and then we cooked a spaghetti dinner together because we're gaylords xD

That night, we went ghost hunting in this creepy cemetary in Reheboth (sp?) A few weird things happened, but nothing too drastic... rikkux221 got some weird pictures.

After that we went to a party my brother's friend was hosting, but it was boring as hell and there was drama there, so we just went back to Greg's. He wanted alcohol on the way home, but the only liquor store open was this SKETCHY ass place in the BAD part of Brockton, so he left me and Andrea in the car while he went and bought alcohol.

Well, we were sitting there with the windows up and the doors locked, and all of a sudden, the guy parked in front of us backs up and TOTALLY rams into Greg's bumper. He didn't even get out to see how bad it was, either, he just JETTED. O_O It wasn't damaged though...me and Andrea were just like "...XDDD!"

So we went back to Greg's place to drink, and he made me this tequila thing mixed with Pepsi and well...I was gone. XD

I got drunk and started YELLING at Greg to let me play Castlevania, so I did, and I owned EVERYTHING, but then I started salading when the demo ended. And after that I took off my pants (don't remember why) And Andrea started yelling "CWECKAGE!!!" and I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants, and passed out xD

Anyways, Greg went to drive Andrea home and left me in bed because I was still passed out, and I woke up alone in this dark house after going ghost hunting. He came home and I was like OH THANK GOD XDDD

And then today I tried to help him tie his tie for his suit, and couldnt figure it out, and here I am xDD

I went to Greg's today and we watched a few episodes of Samurai Champloo together, and I finally got to see the series finale.

WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?!

I was so shocked. I always viewed Champloo as a lighthearted series, and I was totally blown away by how... angsty the finale was. It totally made my head spin.

In other news, his cousin's wedding wasn't on the fourth of July, like he thought, but rather, next Saturday.

What does this mean?

Ashe TOTALLY gets to go see fireworks with her boyfriend ^_^

I've been looking forward to this since we started dating. No lie.

Um, that's all.

...I woke up this morning with a huge clot (for lack of a better description) of blood between my teeth, right behind my lip ring. Also, there are two bubbles around my piercing, and it's swollen so badly that I can't turn the ring without excruciating pain.

I am also eating a brownie for breakfast, and I am RIDDLED with bug bites from the party on Friday, which was in the woods, and Ashe the Genius decided to wear a short skirt. Yippity fucking skippity.


Greg and I were GOING to go see fireworks last night with Ian and Heather, but the weather was gross, so what did we do instead, do you ask? Mooned around his house watching the George Carlin marathon on HBO and at ten o'clock at night, ventured off into his kitchen and cooked.

Together.

As in, made it an activity. To cook. Together.

It was breakfast food, too. Bacon and toaster strudels xD. We're SUUUCH H-mos, it's not even funny. We also nearly got into a water fight with the sink hose (as in, I almost sprayed his ass) because he wouldn't show me the tree house XD His excuse was that there might be a bee's nest up there and I could die because once again, I neglected to take my EpiPen with me on our outings. XDD Left it on the dryer, per usual, where it's been for the past year. I'm so fucked if a bee actually stings me and I don't have that thing...

Well, I'm gonna go shower and continue to scavenge change for a pack of cigaroos. Sad... 0.o

Had a nice day.

Hung out with Greg and Mike, and we went on grand adventures together. Today was so not Greg's day, though...he got a milkshake that was so thick he couldn't drink it, and then at Town Spa, his pizza was too doughy/cheesy for him to eat. I felt bad for him, but it was kind of funny :D

Um, we went to Boston Bowl and I was wearing this completely, as anarchicq would say, "LOLLIGAWF" outfit. It was a frilly skirt with lots of ribbons and lace, a black halter top, thigh-high stockings, and knee-high, high heeled, trampy ass boots.

And, there's a DDR machine there.

Well, I didn't really have a choice. I see DDR and I just have to play.

Mike was like "Ok Ashe. Let's go."
And I was like "Yeeeeaaah!"

There were these two girls on the machine before us, and they failed sososo miserably it wasn't funny. (On Paranoia.)

So I took off my boots, threw my purse at Greg, and got busy barefoot :D

First song I chose was Polovstian Dances and Chorus, and we both blew that one straight out of the water. We can dance in sync, which was pretty cool. Second song was A. I passed and Mike failed, but it was still a good go, and the girls before us were looking at us like we were God. :D

And then, we did Xepher.

Yeah. 'Nuff said. :D

So Greg and I went out for a cigarette and this guy tried to sell him a watch for $80. Two seconds later the cops pulled in and arrested him for having stolen merchandise. (oooh Dorchester. lol.)

Um, yada, we wend back to my house and drank a bit and chilled, the end. :D Fun day.

(In reality, I want to put this up for show.)



This is another ghostie vid I found on YouTube. The Barton Mansion demon. Supposedly it's real? IDK if anyone knows anything ABOUT it or not, though....(*COUGH* rumblestripskin!)

So yeah, Greg stole me away from the computer today. :D He dragged me kicking and screaming from Windows Movie Maker (after I saladed and showed him my FMV. he said it was good.) and we began our pointless adventures, which involved milkshakes, Chinese food, mall ratting at the Plaza, me berating him for the J-pop on his iPod, and lots of lazing around his room, watching Unbeatable Banzuke and The Shining and crap. Also, finally showed him Planet Terror and he squealed over Fergie. It was lulz.

Um, so I hung out with JJ yesterday and I have inserted myself into her Kingdom Hearts 2 cosplay group. I am going to be dressing up as Axel, because she said I have the build and facial structure for him, and OMIGAH I'M SO PUMPED YOU GUYS HAVE NO CLUE. I get to crossplay, finally, and I won't feel like a loser for cosplaying KH even though I've wanted to forever because I won't be alone. :DD

Also, this woman is in the process of MAKING CHAKRAMS FOR ME OH MY FUCKING GOD.

If you've seen her keyblades, then you can guess how honoured I am that she's doing this for me :O