Saturday, May 21, 2005

falling off the face of the earth

I am such a slacker at posting lately. I have been busy with work and who wants to hear another sob story about the stupid people I work with? Not me...I don't even want to think about it let alone write it down for you to suffer through. And there's really not much else to talk about. At least there wasn't before Spitfire arrived on Wed. afternoon. Now things are getting a little more interesting. We went out to Zella's last night for another DMF event, but not too many people showed up for this one. We hung out with Shelley the entire time at the front door so that we could scope out all the guys that came in....that and there was a guy with the most gorgeous dimples checking ID's. After a while we got bored so we headed up the street to Jack Sullivans where there was a much larger crowd and had a drink with Steve and DJ D.U.G. Steve was a nice guy but DUG was a tool that tried impressing us with insults and then saying he was classy and honest. He did nothing to improve the image of Southsiders. So we moved on and went back to Zella's to convince Shelley to join us at another establishment. We got a little side tracked by this...



it was our entertainment for a good 30 minutes. We'll call this guy THE TOOL, since he's known for hooking up at all the DMF events. Gotta love the hands down her pants - classy!

I'll tell more stories later, it's time to play tennis now.

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