Something good about Palatka
11:36 p.m. | 2007-02-28
So I started off the new year with his apology, Indian food, and spending the night. I felt good about getting him a small gift for Chirstmas, but now I have no idea where I stand.
So things are pretty much the same. I am not having the greatest semester of my academic career, probably having the most sex I will have in my entire life (which isnt much anyway), and as usual, I have developed even more of an affinity for alcohol and mixed drinks. But that shouldnt surprise you. And it's not always a good thing. The affinity leads to poor decision making in the form of "let's just go over to his house anyway and...ya know...". Lucky for me nothing took place until I was highly sobered up the next morning. Apparently you can have good judgement drunk too, i.e. I came over there and then told him I was going to bed, and slept. lol.
Biggest thing yet, what makes me the most proud/embarrassed: I jumped out of a plane. Yep. Skydiving, don't as how I could afford it, I will mention that I jumped over Palatka (enough said). And believe me, it's better than sex. Just don't foreget to breathe. My bad. And it was also wrong for me to assume that I would be getting some afterwards. I was the only one from the jump that didn't get stalked or did any stalking. As in my two other friends got oggled and now have their jump masters after them. Im still not sure if I should be sad or not...
I suggest: After skydiving, there's only three things you can do: Eat, drink, and drunk text your lover. Try this new drink my friend came up with
1 part Grey Goose Vodka and 1 part Cointreau over ice; Squeeze in lemon and orange juice.
Let the texting begin...