me and wolverine (he looks beat up because i attempted to make him a zombie but after 10 drinks my make up skills are a little crappy)i really have been alive this past week. see?! i was a nerd zombie for halloween (2 days pre-accident).
halloween was a bit of a turning point for this year. i had initially made plans the saturday before halloween to hang out with an oldish/newish friend that we will call wolverine. i've known him for around a year and a half so he gets to be on the blog before a "month." things fell through with the friends he was supposed to meet up with so i ended up going to rofl's house party. but, still invited wolverine.
the party was ok. lots of girls-that-should-not-be-wearing-that's. not really my thang. though it was quite entertaining to watch sexy school girls and ruffly booty short girls (why this is considered a costume baffles me) freeze to death. our little group for the night was the best by far. nerd zombie, a rock lobster, zelda, the green power ranger, and ash (that pokemon guy).
wolverine, his bff, and his bff's bitchy new friend that he met off instagram (ummm, really?) met up with our little group at my house and we all drank more and had a blast. by all i mean me and my group. wolverine's bff and bitchy-skanky-booty-short-kitty-kat were beyond rude and in the nicest of ways i told them it was about time they got the hell out of my house. i understood that wolverine was tipsy and chances were he would be much nicer when he sobered up so although i told them to leave, i didn't quite plan on not talking to him after.
rofl was the most entertaining. the best way to describe what he did while we hung out at my house is he made out with my air. he left no atom unloved.