Thank God the school year is almost over
It has been a while since I have had time to even think about writing here. End of semester projects and insanity has been consuming all of my time, and I have been on the veritable cusp of losing it for about 3 weeks now. But, last night I went out and got kinda trashed a little and had a blast with some friends, so I blew off some of the steam. Now I have to get ready for work, even though I am running on 9 hours total of sleep for the entire weekend. Should be an interesting day.
Went to Brian and Kim's wedding last night, it was a ton of fun. I got a lot of great pictures, and am going to make a slideshow for them as soon as I have time. After the wedding, we headed out to Mutz downtown and continued the festivities for Meghan's 21st birthday. She looked beautiful, and then she looked wasted. A good time was had by all. Some scuzzy guy in a dirty flannel shirt tried to hit on me and Shiloh, but we just looked at him and said, "Ew!" and ran out of the bar. Probably a blow to his self esteem, but that's what you get for being scuzzy.
I went to TanPro the other day to, well, tan, and there was a wait so I sat down in the lobby. This skank came in a few minutes later wearing a pair of shorts that her ass was falling out of and a halter top that was too small. Once again, I have to reiterate to the general public, if you do not have a body like Courtney Cox, but more like Anna Nicole (pre TrimSpa), then please do not wear clothing like this. You may think you look "all dat", but you don't. Stretch marks are nothing to be ashamed of, but please do not feel that you have to display them to the general public as if they are a badge of honor.
Anyways, I digress.
So she sits down, and starts scratching her head, which is covered in grown-out blond hair with the accompanying brown roots. I see some dandruff and throw up a little in my mouth, especially when I notice that she has a couple of cold sores on her mouth and I can't even begin to imagine where else. She starts talking with a girl sitting next to her, and I started reading the back of my tanning lotion bottle out of boredom. As we wait for our respective turns, an older couple, probably in their sixties, exits the tanning booth area, freshly tanned or whatever. After they leave, Superskank starts guffawing and says loudly, "Ew! Old people shouldn't be allowed to tan! I mean, that's just gross, right?" Blah blah blather blather annoying bitch.
Thank god they called my name, as I was about to just lose it all over the lobby.
As I go up to ask them for a disinfectant bottle and cloth, I muttered, "Well, skanks shouldn't be allowed to tan either."
The girl at the desk looks up at me, her eyebrows up as if to say, "Excuse me?"
I held the bottle up to her and said, "Well, we wouldn't have to use so much of this now, would we?"
Having sufficiently cracked up the TanPro staff, I made sure to double-clean my tanning bed before using. You just never know who was in there before you, do you?
