Oh well, off to get smashed at (only) my fourth player’s party this year… although, in retrospect, player’s parties haven’t exactly been the best thing for me this term. Well… not the worst thing either, but god knows lots of drama always ensues. Party(1) was the second night in my weeks long unbroken string of seeing Selina, and the party where we infamously switched clothes and then disappeared back into a bathroom for an indefinite period of time (all of which was spent talking. No, really). Party(2) was the one where i had pneumonia and wasn’t allowed to drink anything, and I was chewed out by her the next day for my attending sans her despite her being much sicker than i was at the time. Party(3) was a week later: Laurel’s going away party the night we broke up. That was interesting. I think it’s the only time i ever even contemplated drinking destructively, but when i got past my fourth one i realized how aimless the whole idea was and just had one more.
It just ocurred to me that Selina might be so interested in using Laurel as a weapon against me in fights because i talk about her so much on here. I don’t think anyone really understands that (for me) blog is to life as the x-men cartoon was to the comic book: abridged, simplfied, and at times altogether rewritten. Anyhow, I couldn’t very well talk about how much time i spent in her bed (most of which was spent talking. No, really), could i?