Cookie Puss's blog: "Ramblings of an Idiot"

Well, technically it's not mine. But there's no way in hell I'm letting my daughter actually drive this thing when she gets her license. She turns 16 next week. It was given to her by her grandfather. '78 MG Midget.

So I decided to actuallt go tot this thing and am drunk off my ass so fuck off about anytypoes, etc.

 

I arrived like an hour after it started in hopes that lots of people were there, and there were. Upon my arrival I was given some dude Bobs's nametake instead of Jeff. good start i figured :)

 

So anyway, name tags straighed out I walk in. So first group of people I see is a dude I knew bob, I walk over, shake his handm and he basically is like, 'who the fuck are you'. So I wander off and am thjinking good start. So I start to walk across the room and suddlently my name is broadcast to everyone. I look up and the DJ happens to be a good friend of mine form school.

 

Hurray, I'm saved I think, Mark is a cool ass dude. So basically me and him spend othe rest of the night scoping out the chicks the rest of the night. I have to say for a 20 year most of the chicks are still pretty held together. Pne is still modeling, and I always ghad wood for her in HS.  A total doll. And of course the other dude I wanted to catch up with totally indequates me when he shows me the oil minister of LIbya on his quick dial.

 

But overall it was actually a decent night. Sorry for the durnkeness.

 

 Oh ya, I forgot about the part about when I almost took a swing at the ex quartback because he wouldn't mvoe out of my way to get to the bar. Fucker. I actually got alont good with him in HS.