I am a slave to this, I am a masochist

I've been extremely lazy about updating lately. I blame Twitter. It informs everyone of what's happening in my life. Anyway here's an update of the last week.

I FINALLY got my tattoo. It's so cute. I really love it. Here's a pic for you.
 

Later my friend and I went for a drive and ended up in Barre, VT which is pretty much the granite capitol of America. The cemeteries there have all these awesome headstones and we walked around one of them taking pictures for a couple hours. Here are a few of my favs. 
  

The next morning I had to get up super early (9:30am) to order KYLIE tickets. 9:30 was only early because I kept going to bed at like 5am and waking up at 2 or 3 in the afternoon. Anyway I was the refresh queen and I managed to get the floor seats I wanted. Sooooo exciting. I couldn't stop smiling all day. October 11 and my life will be complete. 

My mom came and picked me up on Tuesday to bring me back home. It was a relatively uneventful day and thankfully we didn't end up fighting the whole way home. 

I spent Wednesday night and all day Thursday in the city. The first night was awesome. We walked to Central Park and over to the West Side and got dinner and drinks. We then drunkenly walked back to my friend's apartment where we rolled the blunt to take back to the park. We smoked in the park and had a lovely chat and then walked back where we smoked some more on my friend's fire escape, watched Glee and went to bed. 

Thursday started out really well. My friend and I got up around noon and got ready to meet our other friend who was at work. He kind of pissed us off in that we texted him when we were there and then still decided to order food while we sat in the lobby for 45 minutes. When he finally showed up we just went down the block and smoked a cigarette and talked about how he's probably going to find another job. 

When he went back to work we went to H&M and then got pedicures. While we were gone he had decided that instead of hanging out with us that night he was gonna go out with some guy, thus ditching us for IDEK-th time. We had to go to Brookyln to move my friend's car so we did that and drove it back to Manhattan because we had to leave early the next morning. We were both STARVING by the time we got back so found somewhere to eat, got food and some drinks and we thought by the time we were done our friend would be back.

BUT of course he wasn't. So we went to one of the bars right outside my friend's apartment. Got a couple more drinks and were trying to figure out when he would be back. Eventually he told us to get a cab and come downtown right away. We ended up doing it, finding the bar he was at and were then ignored. I ended up talking to the guy he was with more than my actual friend. We talked about Jay Brannan and god knows what else. And somehow I ended up making out with him a couple times. IDEK. 

Somehow we ended up leaving and as soon as we got in the cab, he turned to us and FREAKED the FUCK out. Apparently we had no right to be pissed off about the fact that we came all the way to the city to see him and then proceeded to get ditched. I'm honestly so sick of that crap I don't care if he was mad. Your friends are supposed to be more important than some guy you've never met. 

We all woke up late the next morning and I don't know about him, but my friend and I were definitely still drunk. We got super lost on the way back, but somehow we ended up missing the toll and getting back without losing too much time.